"The bathroom's still there, I just got an upset stomach, heading home early."

The nerve of this little con artist, lying through her teeth without as much as a blink. "Stella, you really think I'm a fool?"

"Beck, why would you say that about yourself?"

Beck choked on his words, struggling for breath.

It was always him leaving others speechless.

He adjusted his tie and took a deep breath.

"You know where I live, right? Catch a cab over."

Stella propped her chin on one hand, squinting her eyes, "Beck, it's 10 PM, might be a bit inconvenient."

"Is it inconvenient, or are you scared?"

Stella let out a sigh, seemingly conceding.

"Alright, I'll come over."

Her prompt agreement caught Beck off guard, making him wonder if she had another trick up her sleeve.

scared of this

one percent share of the Sanders family? Better to get her out of his hair sooner rather than later. He returned to his

two hours later,

face was as dark

again, who seemed

"Beck, what's up?"

barely managed to restrain

you were riding a tractor,

rubbing

never said when. I was planning to come over in the morning, maybe have breakfast

give her a piece of his mind

grimaced, the action

found it impossible to sleep,

AM, the doorbell

not slept a wink, went

at the bar the previous night, she was

she was in light makeup, wearing a blue dress, her hair in

"Beck."

retort Beck had prepared got stuck

changing her shoes in the foyer

reintroduced to the Sanders family, she

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