"Say something," I whispered. "You're making me nervous."Adrian stood in the hotel lobby in a black tuxedo, looking at me as though I were a building he had been trying to understand for seven years."I can't," he said at last. "I've lost the words."I looked down at myself. The dress was midnight blue, with a low back and a skirt that moved like water. He had found it in a small boutique that same afternoon and refused to tell me how much it cost."It's the same color," I said quietly. "As the night I won the award.""I know." His voice was rough. "I remembered."My heart did something it had no right to do.I took his arm. "Let's go be dangerous."The ballroom glittered. Chandeliers, champagne towers, a string quartet on a raised stage. Three hundred of the city's richest people turned as one when we walked in. I felt their eyes, curious and hungry. Cole and Blake's amnesiac friend. Together. How interesting.Cameras flashed."Mr. Cole! Is it true you're sponsoring the Harborline c
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