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It’s reckless. Idiotic, really. But I do.

“You say you love me then you walk away from me, Baby Girl? No. Never,” he says and wraps one arm around my waist, pulling me into his hard body.

Walls of muscle wrap around me, and I cry.

“I won’t let you do that, Maria. Not ever. I can’t fucking stand it when you walk away from me,” he grunts, and he’s kissing my cheeks now.

God.

He’s licking my tears away now.

Drinking them in.

Savoring them.

He groans, and I sway on my feet. But he is there, holding me up, and I am so fucking grateful.

I cling to Luc in the hot, damp garage, absorbing his strength, leaning on him.

“I got you.”

He does have me.

I really think he does.

“Come on. Let’s go see your mother,” he says.

And I follow like a docile lamb.

Like his good Baby Girl.

I want to be his so damn bad.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO-LUC

“Mia, you didn’t have to come here,” her mother says, and I note the name she’s using.

It’s not Maria.

I frown.

Clearly, we have more secrets to clear up, but we’ll get to it. Maria said she’s in love with me. And because of that, I need to know everything.

Every. Single. Fucking. Thing.

There is no way I am letting her go now. So, yeah, we will get to it.

I am going to discover everything about her.

I have to.

There is no other choice.

Not for me. Not for her.

I watch the two women embrace, and my gaze flits to the older man sitting beside the bed.

He has to be the mother’s age, though it is hard to tell with her illness.

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