Page 65 of As Long As You Kiss Me

There was a knock on her door, and Mason’s grip on her tightened. “Don’t make a sound.”

The knife pressed into her neck harder, but she didn’t let loose the yelp she wanted to make.

Who was knocking on her door so late?

“It’s probably Aubrey,” she lied. Aubrey still hadn’t come home from her trip.

“Why would Aubrey knock on her own door?” His voice was quiet in her ear. “Anyway,” he whispered, “She’s out of town.”

How could he know that?

Like he’d read her mind, he said, “Her mother likes to talk in public places. She’s a wealth of information.”

The knocking sounded again on her door. Sully fought the urge to scream. The knife was still to her neck so it wouldn’t be the wisest idea.

And now whoever was at the door was in danger too.

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