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Chapter 20

  CONNOR

  Her hair was tied up in a ponytail. I wondered if anyone had ever told her she was prettier with her hair down. My hands itched to set them free.

  Portia came into my office with a glass of water, handed it over to the jumpy Grace who stared at the glass like she didn’t know what to do with it, until she realized I was watching her and she proceeded to gulp the glass’ content at a go.

  She wiped the back of her hand against her soft, vulnerable-looking lips in a manner that made me crave to suckle them, before handing the glass over to Portia, mouthing a “thank you” to the secretary as she turned and left.

  “Are you ready?” she asked once more and placed the recorder on the table with a long white sheet of paper and note pad on her laps.

  I was ready, as long as she would let us talk.

  She was trying quite hard to act distant, her way of pushing me farther off from her.