Chloe's POV.I couldn’t stop thinking about him.About last night.His low voice in the dark. "I’ve wondered what you would taste like."The way he looked at me—like I was a secret he was scared to keep, and even more scared to lose.The memory played on a loop in my head. It left me restless. Too warm, even in the cool morning air.---Breakfast was another performance.Rita sat beside me, stirring her tea. The silver spoon made a soft ting against the china.She looked at me with eyes that were almost teary. "Chloe, sweetheart… I have to leave early. Something came up at the office."I placed my hand over hers. "It’s okay, Rita. Thank you for being here. It meant a lot."She gave me a light hug, her perfume sweet and familiar. "I love you, you know."My father’s cheerful voice cut in from the head of the table. "If I didn’t know better, I’d think you two were planning a business takeover."Rita laughed—a bright, polished sound. "Only if you’re supplying the oranges, Alistair."We al
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