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Paige's POV. He slipped a hand beneath the hem of my bra, brushing his palm up until it covered one breast.He leaned in, his mouth close to mine. I could feel him. Smell him. “You might hate me,” he said. “But you want me.” His voice was low, thick with desire. He was right, and I hated him for it.My traitorous body had apparently decided to forget every insult, every argument, and every reason I had sworn to stay away from him. His gaze searched mine. “Come on Midget, say it. You know you want to.”The sound of my nickname from his lips, made my stomach flutter.The cold marble bit into the back of my thighs, but my focus was on him. My traitorous body burned, ached to be touched.His hand cups the back of my neck firmly. “Tell me you want this?” His eyes locked onto mine as he toyed with my nipple between his fingers. Bracing myself on the counter I turned my head slightly away; I couldn’t let this happen. Leah was upstairs, along with Knox’s parents. But the thought of some

KNOX’S POV“The reporters are getting closer, Knox.” Lauren’s words cut through the quiet between us. Her voice was crisp and professional. I leaned back in my chair, swirling the coffee in my cup. “You said that yesterday.”“And I’m saying it again today because you don’t seem to understand how serious this is.”“Oh, I understand perfectly, but panicking won’t make them disappear.”She gave me a look that would have sent most people scrambling to apologise.“I’m serious, Knox,” she said, her voice losing some of its bite. “People are asking questions they weren’t asking a few weeks ago. Someone is talking, and the more attention you get here, the more interested they become in what happened over there.”This was exactly why I enjoyed working with Lauren. She’d been my PR manager back in the States, and in the time we’d worked together, I’d learned that she was one of the few people who could look me straight in the eye and tell me when I was being an idiot. Even now, with the mess

PAIGE’S POV“Don’t disappear on me again, Paige,” Victoria said, straightening the collar of my shirt. “You know you’re always welcome here.”“I know. Thank you for everything, Victoria.” Victoria had a way of making me feel like I belonged here like my presence wasn’t something she had to tolerate. I wondered what it would feel like to have a mother who made you feel that way every day.“Victoria?” She pressed a hand to her chest, feigning offense. “After all the food I’ve fed you this weekend, you’re still calling me Victoria?”I laughed. “I’m sorry, ma’am.”“That’s worse!”“Mom!” Knox’s voice came from somewhere behind me.I turned to find him standing beside the front door, car keys dangling from one finger. Dark trousers, a crisp shirt, sleeves folded neatly to his forearms.Honestly, did the man ever look anything less than annoyingly attractive?“Your driver is ready,” he announced.I rolled my eyes. “I didn’t ask you to drive me.” “You’re welcome to walk.”Victoria smacked

Paige’s POVThe silence in the room since Paige walked in was beginning to mess with my brain. She had made no comment about my punctuality. No sarcastic remark about how I was probably too busy admiring myself in the mirror to remember we had a meeting.Nothing.She simply walked in, set her bag on the table, and said, “Good afternoon, Knox.”What the hell?“Good afternoon?” I repeated. She pulled out the chair opposite mine. “Yes. Is there a problem?”I leaned back, studying her face. “Not at all. Just wondering who you are and what you’ve done with Paige Bennett.”She didn’t laugh. Didn’t roll her eyes.Instead, she opened her laptop and said, “Mrs. Anderson expects us to make progress on the sponsorship proposal today. I’ve reviewed our previous notes, and I think we should finalise the campaign direction before moving on to the media schedule.”Was this a joke?“Right,” I said slowly. “Well, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”“I’m fine.”I watched her for another mo

Knox POVThe only thing on my mind was finding Sienna and confirming what the hell she’d been spreading around.I needed to deal with her once and for all.I headed straight to practice, throwing myself into every drill until my muscles burned and sweat dripped down my face. It should have been enough to clear my head.It wasn’t.All I could think about was Paige walking out of that room, the hurt in her eyes.I’d hurt her.And the worst part was that I’d never wanted You’re treating me like a backup plan.Her words had been replaying in my head since she’d left.And Sienna had something to do with it.By the time practice ended, I was in no mood for conversation. I grabbed my towel, wiped the sweat from my face, and headed toward the exit.“Hey, Knox.” ” I heard that fake babyish voice; I knew immediately who it was before I turned around. Sienna.She bounced toward me, looking entirely too pleased with herself. She wore ripped denim shorts and a purple crop top with puffy sleeves,