Back then, Sandy was nothing like the cool, tough-as-nails woman she is now.

Back then, she was more like a naïve little bunny—on the surface, she put up with

Florence's bullying, but underneath, there was a streak of rebellion in her. Shane

could never forget that look of defiance in her pitch-black eyes, that flash of

stubborn light. It was sharp enough to pierce right through him, haunting him for

years to come.

She was a little troublemaker...

He turned and stood by the big bay window.

His tall frame cast a shadow that seemed to swallow her whole, and Sandy,

cowering by the edge of the bed, couldn't escape the pressure he exuded.

Her mind was still reeling from everything that had happened last night. The

passion between them had crashed over her like a wild tide, drowning out all

reason.

Her cheeks were flushed, her lips tender and swollen, and her hands gripped the

edge of the down comforter, trembling ever so slightly.

She couldn't wrap her head around it—how could she ever have had any real

history with someone like him, a man who seemed out of reach for ordinary

people?

But no matter how hard she tried to deny it, the truth was that last night, these two

supposed strangers had tangled in a way that was anything but innocent.

She wished he would just tell her what really happened in the past. The suspense

was killing her.

Why are you hesitating?" She looked up at

almost begging this silent,

half-turned, his chiseled features thrown into relief by the

stormy, suddenly softened for a

smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "I'm just

to explain those messy, complicated feelings we

you used me and tossed me

nothing?"

wide, genuine shock on her face. "I

have treated you

a dry laugh.

were a nineteen-year-old exchange

You might've looked

but once

hometown, you acted

hawk finally free

You didn't just use

were bold as hell."

her chest. Was

years studying abroad was being

finished her degree and came home as soon as she could,

scrape by.

lost her mind, there was no

involved with Shane, right?

down, voice small. "All

is going

Florence. My

like she was

both for

honestly, I

me to tag along

Florence's babysitter. Florence was

sickly, and I

look after her."

graduated by then. Why were

back against the window ledge, his

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