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I told him, looking into his face. "I know, and my resting heart rate is like twenty beats per minute." He joked. Always a joke. "I want to see where this goes. I like you Lex, a lot. I always have." I nodded, my mouth bone dry. "It won't affect anything at work, if we completely crash and burn and I break your heart," he smirked, moving from my slap against his chest. "We will still be the best SFO team, that's a no brainer." "You promise?" I whispered. Leon wrapped his arms around my back, pushing me forward. My head came to his, him gently kissing my lips.

DANIELLE'S POV The drive from Los Angeles, great city of California where our parents reside to Sacramento, the capital city of California state, was awesome. I mean, it was splendid. I had gone to meet up with the girls as agreed at our favorite spot, a playground park in Los Angeles. From there, we had raced in our cars, although stopping at intervals to either rest or eat down to Sacramento where the Royal Empire University was located.

Staring at the gigantic glass building in front of her, Maddie couldn't help but spell out the word, "Wow!" She had only ever seen this building in movies. Never even dared to dream of coming there. The building before her was the populous Regal Showmax LA. The grandest and biggest cinema not just in California, LA but in all of the USA.

MEANWHILE, in the depths of Los Angeles Women's Penitentiary. Alison Gardner was glaring at Latton's photo that she cut off from a newspaper. "You brat!" She mumbled through gritted teeth. Her eyes expressed anger and annoyance.

San Diego, San Francisco, Sacramento – plenty of cities to explore without facing Los Angeles. She couldn't avoid California forever, especially now that he thought she was scared. She wasn't scared at all. With a glare, she acquiesced, "Okay, I'll go with you to California. Let me take a shower." She turned abruptly and disappeared into the bathroom. The moment the door closed, Jake grinned. Mission accomplished. He dialed Ixora's number. 💝🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲💝

Chapter 61 Heart to heart DS FASHION HOUSE, LOS ANGELES. Darby stared at the glass watching people move in a rush. There is always somewhere for the people of LA to rush to. It feels like the city is always so busy and crowded. Leo was getting married today and even though she is meant to be in attendance, she is instead standing in her safe space sipping on iced coffee and watching the city move at its full peak. Her lips tingled at the reminder of the kiss she had shared with Leo days ago.

7 The first thing I notice on stepping outside is the sky. It’s not the usual sickly gray smog that Los Angeleans take for granted on a day-to-day basis, but rather the apocalyptic orangish-gray haze of death that signifies a nearby brushfire; you can even taste the toxicity in the air. Sure enough, a glance at the news on my smartphone confirms that some embers from the bombing in the valley got caught on the wind and started a raging fire in the Simi Hills.

She bolted before I could stop her. Thirty minutes later, I came downstairs with my mini travel bag. Christian was talking while Tyler sat on the edge of the sofa. “Ah! The star has arrived!” Christian announced. “The private transport is waiting. Pack your sunglasses and resort wear, because we are heading to the city of angels. Let’s go to Los Angeles, baby!” A real smile broke across my face. “Yay! Los Angeles? I stay there with my family. This is perfect.” Tyler watched me with those dark, unreadable eyes.

Pedro Hernandez I walk down the long, bright hallway of Angela's clinic. People are milling about everywhere, their conversations so low they become a murmur, almost as if we were in the hospital. I notice the walls becoming more colorful, full of life, as I walk. I imagine it's the children's area. Now I see children walking with their parents, an ice cream cone in their hands melting in the scorching Los Angeles heat. California really is hotter.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Los Angeles." Greg looks across at me. "Ready?" I smile. "I'm ready." The California sunshine greets us the second we step outside. Warm. Bright. Comforting. It feels familiar. Like seeing an old friend after years apart. Greg inhales deeply. "I've missed this weather." "I don't miss Boston winters." He laughs. "I was hoping you'd say that."