Chapter Twenty-One
Maxwell Stone was jolted awake—literally kicked into the floor. His head slammed hard against something, and the searing pain instantly cleared his fog. Rubbing the back of his head, his expression grim, he slowly stood up. Then he saw Scarlett Brooks: her eyes were red and glistening with tears, and she looked at him with pure loathing. Bright and early, Maxwell felt an overwhelming rage. “Scarlett, are you out of your mind?” he growled. He could hardly believe that after he had kindly rescued her last night, she would repay him by kicking him off the bed this very morning! Scarlett, upon seeing Maxwell’s sullen, handsome face, froze—her tears abruptly ceased. Shock contorted her features, and her voice stuttered, “Max… Maxwell, how… how can it be you? Weren’t you Travis Carter last nig
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