Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

The girl who'd been arguing just moments ago had already disappeared no one had a clue where she'd gone.

...

In Fiona's room, she lounged with her head in Jackson's lap while he fed her

grape after grape, each one bright, crisp, and sweet.

"So you're really planning to get on stage tomorrow?" Jackson asked.

Fiona nodded, her mouth too full to answer clearly. Winning first place wasn't her only goal for tomorrow-she had another mission, too.

She needed to get to the bottom of why so many contestants were suddenly getting sick, and it was about time the organizers quit pretending nothing was wrong. They couldn't just keep sweeping it under the rug.

"Tomorrow's the last round," Jackson said. "If Woods Corporation isn't going for the win, International Glam definitely is." Fiona shot him a sly smile. "Although, I have to say, the girls you brought this time aren't exactly easy to beat."

Jackson could hear the teasing in her voice, but he didn't get worked up. Instead, he helped Fiona sit up and grinned. "Let them give it their best shot. If they want a place on the podium, they'll have to fight for it. None of them can touch you."

you know your limits," Fiona laughed, her eyes

her up, and carried

he nearly crashed into Jane, who was out for

hadn't meant to oversleep, but

of him,

Woods, your room isn't even on this floor,

check

had dumped Fiona out of nowhere still made her furious-how dare

Jane

in time—any slower and he would've taken

You broke up with Fiona, so what are you doing here? Especially first thing in the morning. If anyone sees you, what do

blocked his path, her

Jackson didn't explain himself, she'd hold him here

herself what

up here like this? Did he