Marissa POV"Yeah, sure. Sure, sure... I can do that," I stammered out, my voice sounding a little too fast, a little too breathless to be considered remotely detached.I tried my absolute best to play it cool, pressing my back firmly against the leather passenger seat, but I felt completely exposed.I was entirely convinced that in the quiet, climate controlled bubble of the luxury car, Xavier could actually hear my heart pounding like a frantic drum against my ribs. It was deafening. My pulse was racing so hard my fingertips were tingling.Why did he have to invite me to be his plus one? Why me, out of every single eligible, high society woman in the city who would gladly clear their entire year's calendar just for a single nod from Xavier Sterling? He could have easily picked anyone. He could have called an elite modeling agency, a wealthy heiress, or even a prominent corporate partner to walk arms locked down a red carpet. But instead, he was turning those dark, heavy eyes toward
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