Fitch couldn't quite grasp why he was driven to act on impulse; perhaps it was that shimmering gaze that had sparked something

within him.

The rush of adrenaline was simply irrepressible.

Even now, his body was still abuzz with excitement.

Reaching for his pack of cigarettes, he intended to light another one, only to find the pack empty.

He'd been hitting them hard lately.

Leaning back, he undid the top two buttons of his shirt, as if needing extra air to breathe easier.

After calming himself for an hour, he finally hit the gas and drove back home.

In the dead of night, Zoey spiked a fever.

Fumbling, she managed to swallow a couple of pills; hearing Ozzy's bark, she weakly stretched a hand to the bedside, absently

petting him.

Weighed down by the heat of the fever, her mind was foggy.

Fitch's scent still lingered on the bed, as if he hadn't really left.

Burying her face in the pillow, she clung to that lingering trace of him for comfort, and her body was still radiating with feverish

warmth.

Unbeknownst to her, the photo of Fitch dropping her off had already made its way to Mia's hands.

Mia had been convinced by Sharon to stay put in the hospital room that afternoon.

The whole ordeal was her own doing; she wanted to see Zoey and her family destroyed.

As Mia looked at the photo in her grasp,her face turned ashen.

"So, my brother stayed at her place for hours?"

not meet her eyes

with rage, clenching her fists so tightly

up; Fitch

continued with her schemes, he'd

a permanent

line; the thought of Zoey seducing

was Fitch thinking? How could he fall for

life and still

of bed and returned to the Haskins

pleased to see

tell you to spend a

frZoey, but now that Zoey was free,

had to think of

a wild beast within her was slamming

need

holding her hand, replied with a sigh, "I know you're hurting, but

a criminal, and yet

hatred

to pretend to be sick, to get my brother

her skeptically, "What are you

don't you care aboutanymore,

I mean. Alright, I'll play along, but no more wild

when he received

Miss Mia's situation; the madam has hardly

meeting and immediately drove

he saw Mia sitting on the sofa; with a bandage

a

and headed upstairs toward

and a doctor was

"How is mom?"

lady is just overwhelmed with worry. She was

bed, with his

the bed before she began to cry, "It's all

opened her eyes and coughed faintly, "Fitch, handyour phone. I need

Mia's incident."

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