“Are you blaming me for the Austins’ mess?”

“I don’t care who dies.

Hannah withdrew her hand from Bryson’s grip, meeting his gaze at last.

There was a faint grin on her lips.

“I just don’t want you getting tangled in this mess.

Bryson’s icy stare softened a tad, though he was clearly irked, scoffing, “Are you doubting me now? What’s left to say?”

“Quit with the moping,” Hannah chided, feeling at a loss with Bryson.

Even his shrink couldn’t crack him!

His unpredictability always threw her for a loop, making it a real head-scratcher to figure him out.

bash? You stirred

throw shade

more fragile

they couldn’t unravel, holding

Hannah caved

“Okay, my bad.

have grilled you like that, let alone doubted you because of

freaked that doing this could put a bullseye

really done it, I wouldn’t

she had

ache throb, slumping wearily against

“I’m just wiped out.

blue, a shadow loomed

snapped open, finding Bryson’s handsome

“You…”

her forehead, his voice smooth

good, there’s no

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