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I had just pulled up outside of Renaldo’s when I tapped my screen, and it was black.

Fuck me.

It was dead already.

I had used it a hell of a lot more today and forgot to plug it in, so it could charge.

Sighing, I plugged it into my charger and was thanking my lucky stars that this Tahoe would charge my phone even if the car wasn’t running.

Then I flipped down my visor, checked my makeup, tagged my briefcase, climbed out, and headed inside.

It was time to land another client.

Dominik

I stretched my back after I closed the garage.

It had been a long fucking day, and all I wanted to do was get home, sleep, and spend time with Talia.

And that thought alone sobered me.

I had been lying to myself for a while.

A hell of a long time.

I said I didn’t believe in love anymore, but that was a lie.

All I had to do was think about Talia being hurt, scared, sad, or angry, and I wanted to rage at someone.

Thinking about her being happy? Knowing I was the one who made her so.

And the feeling of being unable to breathe fully each day until I set my eyes on her... if that wasn’t love, then I didn’t know what was.

I pulled out my phone when it pinged and frowned.

Lil Sis Text Thread

Cassie – Umm. Something you want to share with the class...

Cassie –*picture of Talia sitting across from some dead motherfucker at Milagros*

Harlee – Umm.

Tatum – Umm.

Carter – The fuck?

Alec – Say what?

Garrick – That photo has to be old.

Cassie – It’s not. I just walked in to get Alec and me our date night dinner.

I saw red.

Started my car, slammed it in reverse, and blew out of my driveway.

The tires burned rubber as I headed to Milagros.

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