FROM SCUMBAG EX TO SCUMBAG HUSBAND
called out one of the photographers, a man with a massive camera hanging around his neck.
Killian guided me to a spot in front of a backdrop with the company logos. His hand moved from my back to my waist, pulling me closer to his side.
"Smile," he murmured in my ear, his breath warm against my skin.
I smiled, but it felt tight and forced. The camera flashes were blinding, making my eyes water.
"Can we get something more natural?" another photographer called out. "Maybe looking at each other?"
Killian turned toward me, and I found myself staring up into his gray eyes. This close, I could see the tiny scar above his left eyebrow that I had never noticed before.
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