Reid
The jet touched down smoothly on the private runway, but the tightness in my chest didn’t ease.
Los Angeles. Home. Familiar ground.
I should’ve felt like I was back in control.
Instead, I was stuck replaying every moment Fallon had thrown me off balance over the last few days.
And there were a lot of them.
The way she inspected my suitcase like she had every right to dictate what I wore.
The way she looked at me in the candlelight at that ridiculous dinner, like she was daring me to lose my composure.
The way she melted against me on that dance floor, fitting against me like she belonged there.
And then, yesterday.
That perfect, infuriating, reckless day together.
Laughing on the beach. Challenging me over who could make the better cocktail. Stealing my sunglasses and runni
