CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Liam and I walked back from the beach, hand in hand. I could still feel our kiss burning on my lips. His arm caressed mine, sending sparks up my spine, and I could feel him stealing glances, like he was trying to figure out what had just happened between us. My phone stayed silent in my pocket, the threatening text and note from last night were pushed to the back of my mind. For now, it was just us, the sea’s soft wave hummed, and the feeling of something alive waking up inside me. The next day, the Grey Group’s schedule was light, just a quick check-in with the team, leaving the afternoon wide open. I was sitting on the long L-shaped couch, the Greek sun blazing through my balcony door. I was reading my favorite Colleen Hoover book when there was a small knock, and the door opened.
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