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“None of your business, Austin, now move along.” “You don’t want me meeting your pretty daughter?” “No, I want you meeting my fist. Now, move along before you do.” Austin sends me a wink and then moves along. “So, I can’t make friends?” “Not with Austin, he’s a flirt and will fuck anything.” “Anything with a skirt, and he looks the part.” He’s a tall, lean, sandy blond with a flirtatious grin plastered to his face, tattoos littering his skin, at least the parts I could see on his arm, and pierced ears and eyebrows. He has no jewelry in, but I’m fairly certain that when he has them in, he looks lethal.

That's enough to taunt her for the night while I sleep in preparation for the search for Nora tomorrow. Nisha climbed on the bed and pulled the quilt over her head. Her teeth grit and her hands clenched the sheets tightly. Her heart won't stop pounding against her chest. It felt like her chest wants to fall off and her head won't stop throbbing. Austin appearance has ruined everything for her and she can't imagine herself going back to Skylar pack. What will become of her? Will Austin be nice to her? What about his sister Eleanor? Has she even changed from her toxic behavior?

He's kind, loyal, compassionate (she looks at Austin) Austin: (he looks back at her and smiles) (Tiana notices Austin smiling at Blair and intervenes) Tiana: (To Anita) Yeah, if you knew who Austin is, you wouldn't be saying this, What you're accusing Austin of is the exact opposite of what he did, All you're saying right now is bulls. hit! Anita: SHUT THE F.UCK UP!!!! (She instantly fires back at Tiana) Just keep quiet you dumb psychopath! How can you side with this nurse even when you know she wants to steal your man, She's even married to him! (she blurts out)

If he hardly attends these kinds of events then why would he suddenly decide to attend this time? “I’m Austin.” He offered, snapping my attention back to him. Smiling softly, I return his handshake. “Josephine.” “So....what exactly do you do, because you stick out in this crowd of powerful men and women.” Austin says. I laugh awkwardly, scratching my arm. “I’m a nurse...what about you?” He nods, travelling his gaze over my body before taking another sip of the champagne. “Damn, are all nurses that work in your hospital, as beautiful as you are?”