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Smiling, she grudgingly admitted that she liked what she saw. Having grown up in a home where million-dollar finishes were expected, Sally appreciated simple yet elegant touches. Surrounded by perfectly chosen decorative choices, she hated that she could see herself living there…walking through the doors after a long day at work and seeing the calming, comforting, warm, and yet beachy cool heart of home….
Dammit! That wasn’t even remotely in her future. Not with Sylvester. Not with anyone.
Running trembling hands down the smooth, velvety fabric of her dress, Sally counted to twenty in her mind and forced a smile to her lips. This was AJ’s night. He deserved a night to celebrate his accomplishments, which was why Sally was determined to avoid Sylvester White at all costs. As much as she liked to think she had enough self-control to keep her opinions to herself, she knew that, if given the opportunity, she’d probably word vomit all over Mr. White, efficiently ruining a night that belonged to AJ, Blaze, and all the crews of Harris.
Too bad her better intentions were shit.
Conjured from the pits of her belly, an invisible hand squeezed her chest, and she gasped. Menace, like a black cloak, descended upon her, choking her. Her heart tripped as the blood in her veins slowed to a crawl.
Her skin prickled, making her shudder. The urge to turn and run was like a scorpion on her back.
Someone was watching her. Prowling. Stalking her, sizing her up for capture or kill.
Pressing a hand to her chest, she raised her head, her wide eyes catching on a fiery green gaze pinned to her as the man she never wanted to see again strode down the wide, ornate staircase, his movements powerful, purposeful. Predatory. A panther slinking closer and closer, its prey unprepared for his attack, teeth and claws, and growl.
Sylvester had seen her.
And he was coming for her.
