LOOK ME IN THE HEART
Blaze had a series of regular lovers for a while now, successive men who she’d kept at arm’s length for as long as possible, then broken off with when it became clear they wanted more than she was willing or able to give.
Across the room, Blondie slid a hand behind Fabien’s neck. Blaze knew what was coming, knew that she should look away, but she couldn’t. She watched, her hands clutching around her glass, as the other woman pressed her lips against his.
Jealousy made her hold her breath as she waited for Fabien to take up the invitation. After a few taut seconds, he pulled back. Blaze saw the scowl on the other woman’s face.
‘He isn’t interested.’
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