Just Say Yes
My heart slammed against my ribs, loud and erratic, as if trying to outrun the meaning I still didn’t want to accept.
I turned to Diego, searching his face for any hint that this was some twisted joke. But there was nothing playful in his expression. Just a calm, steady smile—serious, knowing, and utterly real.
The second the words left her mouth, my legs gave out. I dropped onto the sofa without waiting for an invitation.
Diego settled beside me, his hand resting lightly on my shoulder.
“That’s why I warned you,” he murmured, his voice lower now, almost regretful. “I know you need the money, Stevan. You can think I’m trash for doing this, but it was the only way I could think to help you.”
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