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Nicholas held me all through the night, until the storm finally ended and the sun began to once again creep in from between the tree limbs and leaves. I was feeling better now, though still dingy and gross, especially when Nicholas helped me back into my swimsuit. Though he’d left it by the fire t
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The moment the boat returned to the royal private island, I rushed off of it in search of Elva. I found her on the beach, building sandcastles with Veronica. Elva looked up at me and scrunched her nose. “Why are you so dirty, Mommy?” I rushed to her side. I so desperately wanted to hug her, but,
Chapter 503
My entire body goes numb at Julian’s words. The whole world had seen Nicholas, live, strip down and roll over. Everyone must have been speculating what they saw. Was there even any question? What else could we have been doing but what we did? God, I never wanted to be in a pit again, but I still
Chapter 504
With Nicholas’s arms wrapped safely around me, I debated with myself whether to ask the questions I wanted or to go back to what I was sure would be the world’s most comfortable sleep.In the end, my desire for answers outweighed my sleepiness.Nicholas could tell without me even saying anything. “I
Chapter 505
I fell asleep in Nicholas arms. It was the warmest, most comfortable I had felt in I couldn’t remember how long. With the sun creeping in through the blinds and the sound of the ocean beating on the sand just outside the window, I was lulled to sleep like a happy baby in a cradle.When I blinked awa
Chapter 506
“Veronica!” I shouted with excitement and, holding the coconut, rushed closer to her side. “You did that so easily!”Veronica did not seem to mirror my level of joy. In fact, she seemed utterly dissatisfied, frowning at herself. Her breaths were shallow. She seemed winded.“It’s not good enough,” sh
Chapter 507
I stared into Julian’s eyes, and he stared back at me. For a moment, nothing existed except the two of us and the ocean behind us, the waves cresting and smashing into the sandy shore.“I hope you mean that,” I said. I so desperately wanted him to be happy, and I knew he never would be, not so long
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Bridget’s doe-eyed look, while so similar to Elva’s, was not nearly as convincing. Perhaps Bridget’s charms worked on those who were already fond of her, or on unsuspecting men who found her attractive, but I was neither of those.When I looked at Bridget now, all I could see was the memory of her s
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