Page 56 of Hard to Resist

“I am. There’s like a bajillion people in here.”

“You need to find that she-devil before—”

“She-devil?” The icy voice freezes the blood in my veins, rooting me to the spot.

“Found her,” Bridget squeaks out.

No shit.

I take a split second to send a prayer to my balls and then slide my mask carefully into place.

I turn around and finally come face-to-face with my ex.

“Yes, well. If the shoe fits.”

“I see the years haven’t aided your maturity at all.”

“You, on the other hand...” I squint my eyes. “Are those gray hairs?”

All right, maybe I’m not as amicable as I thought, without our lawyers in the middle.

Her expression falters for a moment as she tucks loose hair behind her ear.

“I can’t believe you would dare show your face at my event.”

“Your event? I think Jace might disagree with that statement.”

“You know what I mean.”

“I didn’t even know you would be here, because, surprise, the world doesn’t revolve around you.”

“No surprise. I am very aware that your world doesn’t revolve around me. That’s part of the reason why we are here, no?” Her gaze sharpens to daggers.

“Oh, here we go. It’s always my fault, isn’t it?” I tilt my head down, voice lowering. “I thought you were only speaking to me through your lawyers. Wasn’t that one of your terms? No contact?”

“Seeing as how you’re back in the city, you’re well aware of where our terms sit currently, Cullen.” She spits my name with venom.

“And yet, you’re still being the difficult one, Celine.” I hiss her name back with just as much poison.

“Difficult? Ha.”

“I fulfilled my end. I did what you asked, and now it’s your turn.”

“Nothing you ever do will be enough.”

“That’s bullshit. You’ve made me suffer for ten years.”

“You deserve to suffer for eternity.”

“You’re delusional.”

“Fuck you.”

“Now who’s the immature one?”

“Get out of here, Cullen.” Her voice rises a decibel.

“I have every right to be here. I sold the damn building.”

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