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."

least you know your limits," Fiona laughed, her eyes crinkling with

scooped her up, and carried

Fiona's room, he nearly crashed into Jane, who was

oversleep,

instantly stepped in front of him, arms

floor, is

came to check on her," Jackson

dumped Fiona out

Jane swung

dodged just in time—any slower and he

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

path,

she'd hold him here until Fiona woke

what kind of guy

he thinking, showing up here like