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Tilting her head up, I kiss her softly.
It’s for me as much as it is for her.
Her eyes are all misty blue today. I miss the green in them. I never noticed just how much vibrant green she has until it’s missing.
More than anything, I want to wrap her in my arms until she forgets this pile of bullshit.
“Dess.” I cup the back of her head and pull her in for another kiss.
Gentle, gentle.
We’re not fucking in the back of this car, no matter how much my cock likes the idea.
After a second, she softens and her mouth moves against mine. But soon, she moves back again and looks at me.
“What if someone sees us?”
“The windows are tinted, sweetheart.”
Her smile doesn’t reach her eyes. “So you can have hot sex in the back seats?”
“Don’t tempt me.” I brush a knuckle along her chin. “Tell me you’ll be okay. Where’s my bright girl?”
“Yeah. I will be. But they won’t give up, Shepherd. I just know it.”
“No,” I agree, hating it like hell.
“And I froze up back there. I didn’t know what to say. She wants to ruin me, and for what? All because Meghan lost out on the Young Influencers slot? Because she smells blood in the water and thinks you’re dumb enough to be blackmailed? It’s insanity.”
Before I can answer, my phone vibrates.
So does Destiny’s at the same time.
I immediately regret looking at the screen.
My alerts are going off like screeching bats with another damn video of Meghan Tea’s, already raking in the views. It’s only been up for less than an hour.
This shit had to be pre-recorded.
The girl who couldn’t say a word in the restaurant suddenly has more energy than a hyperactive lab. Destiny’s eyes gleam with unshed tears as she watches Meghan talk about ‘wild new developments.’
She slings a crapload of new accusations about the forced nature of our relationship. Glimpses of the explicit photographs her mother threw at us flash across the screen.
Plus, plenty of edited clips with Vanessa Dumas talking about how I used her. What else?
My rage is fucking nuclear.
Not for myself, no, but for Destiny.
Sure, I can sue them into the ground for defamation—and I absolutely will.
I can wring them dry until they’re begging for mercy.
They’re doing this the messiest way imaginable, so I’m sure the case would be a slam dunk.
But the damage is being done to Destiny’s reputation every second this open sewer keeps flowing. Their only edge, and the one thing I can never take back.
I’m sure that’s the point.
