Motel on the Outskirts.

Bridget stared at the faded motel sheets, some of them even burned through by old cigarette holes. Disgust rose in her throat.

"Seriously? Who would ever stay in a dump like this?"

Caleb just laughed and pulled her into his arms, his voice teasing, not angry. "Bridget, you're finally all mine now."

But Bridget felt anything but happy. She shoved him away, scowling. "Shut up! Tell me-why the hell did you drag me to this godforsaken place?"

"The Garcias have guys searching for you all over town. Just lay low for now, okay? Once I get us plane tickets, we're out of here."

He leaned against the rickety, scarred table, lighting a cigarette as he watched her. Even with her hair a mess and her makeup smudged, standing there in a wedding dress that had seen better days, Bridget was still beautiful to him.

He reached out, brushed some dirt from her cheek, then suddenly grabbed her by the chin and pulled her in for a rough, desperate kiss.

Bridget glared at him and slapped him hard across the face.

"Enough! I'm not in the mood."

Caleb just rolled his tongue against his cheek and let her get it out of her system.

After a moment, Bridget took a deep breath and held out her hand. "Give me your phone. I need to check on my mom. See how things are at home."

Without a word, Caleb tossed her his phone.

her

loving mother in the world, immediately

done? Your father had a

away with someone else in the middle of your own wedding? You've ruined everything. The entire Simpson family is a laughingstock now! We can't

don't have a daughter like

as she

later, a screenshot popped up

money," Caleb said, glancing at the screen.

worry about cash

feeling nothing. She used to be the most

she accept

didn't seem to notice

just stubbed out his cigarette, walked over, and started caressing

her cheek, whispering, "Bridget, trust me. I'll make you

her fists, but after a few seconds, she relaxed, reached up, and

all I have

"Of course."

leave. I want Sylvia gone. I can't just walk

eyes shimmered with

cheek. "How do you want to handle

on the corner of his mouth.

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