Page 79 of Stolen Sun

I gasp. How does he know when I got married?

“I don’t even remember their faces because they were all you in my head. So how will we find them all, hm?” His fingers touch a piece of my hair.

I search his face as he remains inches from mine. The hurt in his eyes is plain to see. I should’ve known it was all a lie. I should’ve fought harder for him. He would’ve always been mine if I hadn’t been so naive. I take a deep breath and press my forehead to his, closing my eyes.

“The sun outshines every other star in the universe. Don’t fucking forget it,” he says and walks away.

What the fuck is wrong with me?I go back inside to find his workout room. Obviously, I need to blow off steam.

It’s not like me to get jealous or pick fights. Something about the way he said “her” instead of a name sounded so much more personal. The thought of his hands on someone else makes my own hands itch to strangle someone.

Jesus. I find out my husband was trying to get other women pregnant, and I’m just grossed out. But Declan having a past makes me murderous. I jump on a treadmill and crank up the speed until I have to focus not to fall.

“Chance will be here at 2:00 to follow you to the lawyer’s office,” Declan says, pulling the car to a stop by the front door of JV Marketing.

“Follow me?” Since he’s bringing me to work, I don’t have a vehicle to drive.

He looks out his side window, and I follow his line of sight to see a blacked out Range Rover. When I look back at him, he holds out a key.

“If he bought it, you don’t fucking need it,” he says as I take the keys.

“You bought me a car?”

“Mmhmm.” He nods.

“It’s so sexy! Thank you!” I kiss him.

He holds me to him so that I can only pull away a few inches.

“I’d sign his death warrant if I could," he says. "I did not fuck the lawyer."

I exhale all the anxiety I’ve felt since our argument Saturday. He didn’t bring it up again, and neither did I.

“Thank you,” I breathe out and kiss him again.

Jumping out of the truck, I go check out my new ride. His all black obsession is definitely growing on me. I watch him laugh at me as he drives away.

Joey pulls into the parking lot while I’m looking at all the features. He walks up to the open door. “Nice!”

“Thanks! Declan just surprised me with it!”

“Who?” He asks, confused.

“Oh, um, my boyfriend?” I explain even though that word doesn’t feel like the right one.

He chuckles and shakes his head. “Damn, girl. Don’t even know what to call him, but he’s buying you a car.”

I blush but don’t bother explaining. Locking up, I walk into work with Joey.

My day drags by while I wait for 2:00. I’m worried that my dad will show up at my door all day and can’t get anything done because of it. When the time finally comes, I practically run out of the building.

Chance’s Camaro is parked next to my new Range Rover Sport, so I wave to him and get into my new seat. After punching the address to my GPS, I pull out of the parking lot with Chance following close behind.

The office is a stand-alone building with a wrap around porch. Chance opens the door for me and follows me inside a cozy waiting area.

A tall, blonde steps out of an office to see who walked in. With a polite smile, she walks over with her hand out.

“You must be Noel. I’m Cassidy Thomas, Mr. Adams’ lawyer. Please, come in.” She gestures to the office she just came out of.

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