More Than A Favor

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

I never thought I’d find myself sitting in a police station, accused of indecency.

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The boy I’d accidentally knocked down–who turned out to be a seventeen- year–old named Kian Vaughn–insisted I’d done it on purpose. His story was as absurd as it was infuriating.

“She touched me!” Kian declared dramatically, pointing at me like I was a criminal.

The officer leaned forward, his expression carefully neutral. “Where exactly did she touch you?”

Kian’s face lit up with faux indignation as he pointed to his chest and then

below his waist. “Here. And here!”

I stared at him, dumbfounded.

What in the actual hell?

I nearly shouted my disbelief out loud. Me, a woman who hadn’t even touched Logan–someone I’d been in love with for ten years–was suddenly being accused of assaulting a brat who hadn’t even finished puberty.

The officer turned his attention to me, his expression skeptical.

“I didn’t touch him,” I said quickly, my voice firm. “I bumped into him by

accident. That’s it.”

“Had you been drinking?” he asked, his tone pointed.

I blinked, caught off guard. Was that really relevant? But in this world, a drunk man was just a man. A drunk woman? She was indecent.

“Yes,” I admitted. “I had a bottle of beer.”

The officer raised an eyebrow, his disbelief clear.

drunk, and I definitely didn’t ‘take advantage‘

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too irritated to

before turning back to Kian. “Are you absolutely sure about your accusation? You’re aware filing a false report is

his arms defiantly. “I’m

fists, resisting the

Kian’s face suddenly brightened. His gaze shifted to the doorway.

his voice

see who had arrived, ready to plead my case to his family. But the

down her back and a flowing white dress that made her look ethereal. She was the kind of woman men imagined as their first love–soft, gentle,

Selene Vaughn. And standing right next to her was Logan.

sank like a

happened?” Selene asked, her voice full of concern as she

front of him.

entirely, his attention locked on

before narrowing, his

he said, his tone cold and

pointing at me with exaggerated outrage. “She’s a hooligan! She touched me here and here-”

soap opera.

the energy to explain anymore. I just stared at Logan, trying

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for a few hours. Just a few hours. And now he was

this why he’d left

to me, her expression polite but distant. “Elaine, right? I’m

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