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.

you hesitating?" She looked up at him,

begging this silent, intimidating man for

features thrown into relief

dark and stormy, suddenly

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

messy, complicated feelings we had back

was—how you used me and tossed me

nothing?"

went wide, genuine shock on her face. "I

ever have

a dry laugh.

were a nineteen-year-old exchange

You might've looked

bunny, but once you

your hometown,

rebellious hawk

didn't just use

were bold as hell."

chest. Was he messing

about her years studying abroad was being

her degree and came home as soon

scrape by.

her mind, there was

involved with Shane, right?

voice small. "All

is going

Florence. My

like she

for a

but honestly,

me to tag

Florence's babysitter. Florence was

I was supposed

look after her."

you, Shane... you'd already graduated by then. Why

back against the window ledge, his

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