Natalie The hotel room, arranged and paid for by the Titans’ media rep, is quiet except for the soft hum of the air conditioner and the faint noise of traffic below.My heels are sprawled on the floor. They are black, five-inch high, red-bottomed Louboutins that were supposed to crush Jaxon’s ego today.Instead of crushing anyone, I shook in them as I practically ran from Jaxon.Just like I’ve been shaking as I stare at the mirror on the other end of the room.My nose is red. My makeup is smudged, and I look nothing like the Natalie that walked into that media room a few hours ago.Why? Because the minute Jaxon touched me, everything hit me. The anger, the humiliation, the fury, and the…feelings.Feelings that are still clogging my throat. I remember every inch of him and that stupid nickname.My eyes flick to the phone that rests near my thigh, and wiping my tears from my cheeks, I resort to calling the one place that makes me feel at peace: home.Freda picks up on the first ring,
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