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Jack
What could he want?
At my expression, Dany turns. Shawn waves her down.
“Daniella.” He’s out of breath and takes a second to compose himself. He pulls down the sleeves of his designer suit and straightens his tie. “Daniella, my word. Look at you. You look amazing.”
She tilts her head and smiles at him. Her soft smile, directed at him, hits me in the gut.
I have an overwhelming urge to take her away. Throw her over my shoulder and run. Not hear what he has to say.
Then it’s too late. He grabs her hands. She lets him.
“I’m so happy to see you. You look wonderful. You look amazing.” He looks like he’s about to pull Dany in for a hug.
“Hello, Shawn,” she says. Her voice is breathy.
I don’t like the way he’s looking at her. Like he’s starving and she’s an all-you-can-eat buffe
