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The Takeover (The Miles High Club 2)

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“You’re a fucking liar, Claire,” he whispers angrily.

“I’ve never lied to you.”

“What was last night?”

My eyes hold his.

“You told me you were hormonal.” His chest rises and falls as he battles to contain his anger.

I look on, helpless to stop the train wreck as it happens before my eyes.

“But you were thinking about him,” he whispers. “You were crying because you were thinking about him.”

I drop my head in shame . . . it’s true; I was.

He grabs his things and storms out the door. I hear his rented car pull out and drive down the street.

My heart breaks into a million pieces, and I want to run after him and beg him to stay.

But I won’t . . . because he was going to leave anyway. I can’t give him the life that he wants.

He was never mine to keep.

My forever man died.

Tristan Miles was just on loan.

Chapter 16

Tristan

I exhale heavily as I watch the numbers climb.

Hurry up.

Even the elevator is pissing me off today. It’s Monday, and after the worst weekend in history, work is the very last place I want to be.

She dumped me.

The doors open, and I stride out and through the foyer. “Morning,” I say to the girls at reception.

Sammia’s eyes widen as she looks at me, and then she bursts out laughing. “What happened to your hair?”

“Bad product.” I storm past.

She dives out of her seat and follows me up the corridor, determined to make fun of me. “What product is that bad?”

I dump my briefcase on my desk, and I take off my jacket. “The one I used, apparently. Now if you don’t mind . . .” I gesture to the door.

She sits on the corner of my desk. “How was your weekend?” she asks.

I sit down and turn my computer on. “Ordinary. Yours?”

“Great. I had the most romantic weekend of all time,” she gushes.

I roll my eyes.

“Don’t you want to hear what I did?” she asks.



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