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  “Wow,” she breathed.

  I smiled as she brushed the hair out of my eyes. How did she know that was exactly what I wanted at that moment?

  “Yeah” I sighed into the crook of her shoulder. “I told you.”

  ***

  It was strange to think that I could look forward to waking up with someone in my arms. Maybe that was why I kept reaching for her throughout the night, running my hands through her hair to make sure she was still with me. Or maybe it was the feeling that she might bail on me in the middle of the night—how ironic would that be?

  The privilege of waking up with her was taken from me, though. The first streaks of sunlight were barely through the windows when I heard the banging at my door. I sat straight up, but the other side of the bed was already cold. It was reassuring that I heard her mumbling voice from the other room, though her rising tone and the increase of swearing wasn’t very reassuring.

  “Violet?”

  I reached for my boxer briefs on the floor and pulled them on when she walked back into the room, slamming the door behind her.

  “You have to get up.” Much to my regret, she was already fully dressed. However, the worried look on her face bothered me much more than her lack of nakedness.

  I smirked at her but she didn’t smile back. “I already am. Now get over here and help me with that.”

  “I’m serious.” She threw my pants at me, swearing under her breath while she searched for her shoes. “The police are here. They have a warrant for your arrest.”

  Acknowledgements

  My first thanks go out to my betas Jaclyn, Erica, and Aubrey. You ladies are lifesavers! I also have to thank Melyssa Naujoks for her awesome cover designs. I’d like to offer big hugs and sloppy kisses to Ashley and all the ladies from Mark my Words. You guys should be nominated for most patient PR Company in the universe. And, of course, much love and appreciation go out to my amazing street team. I LOVE you guys!

  About the Author

  A native of New Jersey and lifelong nerd, Amanda Lance recently completed her Master in Liberal Arts at Thomas Edison State College after her BA in English Literature and AFA in creative writing.

  She currently resides in Easton Pennsylvania with her boyfriend and their spoiled hound dog. She is a cliché booknerd who is terrible at math, clinically obsessive, and prone to addictive behavior. She may or may not be a recluse.

  Table of Contents

  Copyright

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Acknowledgements

  About the Author