Page 53 of David's Proposal

She casually shifts her eyes away from him, and her expression beams with unbridled enthusiasm.

At first, I suspect she knows me. But why would she?

And why would I know her?

And then I watch her say goodbye to the doorman and head straight to me.

The closer she gets, the more looking at her face jogs my memory.

She holds her hand up, her eyes flying over me.

She’s clearly trying to get someone else’s attention.

“David?” she says, rushing past me, no indication she has even noticed me.

Uh… Oh.

That’s the woman from the club.

I wish I could control my reaction and didn’t turn my head to them.

Sadly, I can’t.

Without stopping, I glance over my shoulder.

David turns to stone when she inches closer to him.

He holds his finger up to make her go quiet and continues his conversation, his eyes shifting to me.

As our eyes lock, so many thoughts travel between us.

Questions and obvious discomfort.

He doesn’t seem pleased that she’s here and feels just as ambushed as I feel, although she has no business with me.

His eyes talk to me, quietly telling me the things he’s said to me so far are real.

On the other hand, reality puts that to the test, and that woman’s presence here makes me question him.

He almost tilts his head in a secret goodbye while listening to James.

She doesn’t notice that or the fact that his eyes pull away from mine. A small crater forms in my heart.

But life goes on.

We’ve made a deal, and we have to respect it.

I flick my hair over my shoulder and walk out of the hotel without looking back.

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DAVID

Sabina?

Really?

I’m getting ambushed by Sabina?

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