"How could I possibly think you'd treat me as well as you treat her?" Before Winston was done with his sentence, he felt something sweep him off his feet, making him fall to his knees.

Erin retracted her foot with a frown; her eyes were trained on Darius, and she looked concerned. Though she'd attacked Winston, she hadn't spared him a glance from beginning to end. She exhaled and asked, "Has something happened to Bridget? I felt something was wrong with her when she was last here but couldn't p