**Stella's POV** Heat floods my cheeks. "I'm fine with Stella." "Well then." Something shifts in his expression—amusement, maybe, or interest. "Stella it is." The way he says my name makes my stomach flip. I cross my arms, trying to regain my composure. "And secondly, a simple 'I'm taking you to your father' would've saved us both a lot of drama, you know." Shawn smirks. "Would it have?" "Yes!" I throw my hands up. "Instead of sitting there being all broody and mysterious in the car, you could've just told me where we were going." "And you would've believed me?" He leans against the window frame, looking infuriatingly calm. "That I was taking you to meet your billionaire father who you thought was dead?" I open my mouth and close it because he is right. How can I believe a total stranger to my own mom??? "Exactly," he says, and I swear there's the ghost of a smirk on his lips. "You're insufferable," I mutter. "So you've mentioned." Heat floods my cheeks. "I ha
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