“Adrian,” I whisper. A finger to my lips stops my protest.
“I will win you back. No matter what I have to do.”
The feral look in his eyes tells me the truth.
It isn’t hyperbole. It’s promise.
As I’m about to get into the car, I pause, my hand perched on the top of the door. “Adrian?” I call.
His temperament performs a swift one-eighty. It almost hurts to see the hopeful expression in his eyes. He honestly believes he still has a chance, but I know, to my core, no matter what answers he has for me, my heart is no longer his.
He takes one step closer, stretches a hand out, hesitates, and then pulls it back to his side. “What is it?”
“Is it true? Were you trying to kill me that night?”
I have no idea why I’m asking such a question. Call it morbid curiosity, but deep down in my soul, I need to know the truth.
His eyes flash with grief, and then dark waves of anger mask the emotion. I’m about to escape when he sighs, and the ire has been replaced with regret.
“No, Gabriella. I was trying to save you.”
AUTHOR BIO
Tessa Teevan is a book junkie who decided there were too many stories in her head to keep to herself. She loves every single second of this crazy, busy life. If she’s not writing or scouring through tons of photos of hot men, all in the name of research, then you can find her curled up with her Kindle, ignoring the rest of the world. She loves her sports almost as much as she loves her books. Her other obsessions include red wine, hot men, rock music, and all things Corey Taylor.
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