Chapter 8

Selina never thought she'd see Trevon at Starlight Club, of all places.

"Selina, why are you here? Trevon, after checking the tab at the bar, decided to downstairs to look into Charm. Someone said a woman sounding like her had gone towards the bathroom. He followed and was stump CC Selina, the woman he was married to only in

name.

As Trevon strode over, his voice was deep, the kind that could make a girl's heart do flip-flops. He had that aura about him, the kind that filled the room, made stronger with each step he took. His sharp eyes, the way his suit fit just right over a clearly fit body, and the faint whiff of tobacco from him-it was all sorts of intense and attention-grabbing

"Hanging out at Starlight Club means) Im here to have fun. Did you get my last message?" Selina asked.

"Nope, haven't checked. Fm here to find someone."

Trevon stopped close to Selina, leaning in. "You've got some blood on you" he remarked, brushing off a speck from under her earring

Selina's face barely flinched. She'd been sloppy cleaning up after the scuffle, probably because she hadn't done it for years.

His eyes narrowed, drifting to the bathroom door left cracked open. "Someone's giving you trouble?"

"He won't be anymore, Selina replied, all chill. "And Trevon, let's get this straight I'm down for this charade of living together to deal with your family drama, but don't hail on me tomorrow at the service center, 3 PM sharp. You might have to step in."

Selina's phone buzzed. She glanced at it, hit answer, and started moving away. "Got another thing to

headed into the bathroom himself. He found Kevin, looking like he'd been through a meat grinder,

it to the top two years ago? he wondered. It was

voice on

anything on Selina. I want a fall brief, and I mean full, by

to review the club's security tapes

Kevin's plea was weak, his vision blurry.

stepped back, disgust clear as day, and crushed his hand underfoot. The

ducked into

comer and picked up Lydia's

was thrown for a loop. "So, what's the plan for the show?

for Selin, among them a guitar, hoping to inspire her to find her passion. She didn't want

eyes, Selina wasn't just good; she was a

Selina paused, memories of being the Harvey family's outcast flashing through her mind. It had been forever since she played. She was scared she'd fall out of step with the hund or, worse,

life. She was done being

of resolve, ready to take

about Lydia's voice brightened "Tonight,

"Let's rock"

Club, Selina felt the room's

Lydia, rattled "Lydia, if it's not a sure thing, let's cut our losses. We can work with the

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