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Yeah, this takes the cake.

Kissing Payton.

Her soft, sweet lips.

Fuck.

I can’t even form a sentence as I barrel back into the living room.

My jaw is locked. My hands are clenched.

I need a drink.

Now.

I don’t make eye contact with anyone.

Over my shoulder, I bark orders, and Mia, my pseudo date, follows me, judging by the clicking of her heels.

She was supposed to be here early to give me the edge.

Instead, Payton turned it all around on me.

Her words resonated inside me.

For the first time in my whole miserable existence, I felt seen. Of all the people in my life, Payton broke down the wall I formed around my heart and fucking saw me. She saw me for more than the trust fund kid.

More than the funny friend.

More than the corrupt investor.

More than the angry son who inherited a shattered dynasty.

She had a first-row seat to the Trent show, and she didn’t miss a beat.

I should have stayed put.

But I couldn’t.

Words had to be said, so I followed her.

Then . . . I don’t know what my plan was. To say something? To tell her she was wrong? That she didn’t know me? That everything she said was a load of shit?

All of the above?

Instead, I kissed her.

Big mistake.

I still taste her on my lips.

She tastes like strawberries.

Sweet yet tart.

I can’t even allow myself to think about it because the more I do, the angrier I get. How this woman managed to mind-fuck me, I can’t possibly begin to understand. I am so pissed at myself. Pissed I let her get to me when this whole scenario was designed to rattle her.

Her.

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