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He shrugged. “Most people think I’ve managed to turn myself around.”
“You’re a sellout.” She pushed past him. “You’re everything you never wanted to be.”
“I’m not eighteen anymore, Darce.”
She swung around. “Too bad. You were a better man then.”
The old Griffin would have risen to the challenge. This new Griffin just raised a brow. “Come to my office tomorrow and I’ll lay everything out for you. You’ll see that taking the terms Revival is offering your mom is the best and only option.”
“Fine. I’ll be there.” She took a few steps toward him and poked him in the chest. “But prepare for a fight, because I’m sure as hell not going down without one.”
“I’d expect nothing less.” He ensnared her wrist to stop her next jab, and it was like lightning bolts shot up her arm. His thumb stroked over her pulse point, which had gained considerable speed. “You’re still fucking gorgeous.”
She tried to pull away, but his grip was too tight. Too strong. “Let me go.”
He did, and his hands slipped back into his pockets. He jutted his chin toward the hall where faint music came from. “I have to get back.”
“Nobody’s stopping you.” The imprint of his fingers on her wrist still warm on her skin.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” He turned and walked away, his ass perfect in his black pants, his shoulders broad.
Disgusting. And then her mouth was open before she could even think about it. “Nice tie, Griffin.”
He laughed.
The jerk.
He was not going to win.
