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Both of our chests rose and fell as we came down from the high. I felt wetness on my leg, and I knew it came from him.

I bent down and kissed his chest. Nashton didn’t stop me when I lay on it. Instead, he wrapped his arm around me.

This was the beginning of our brief affair.

Chapter Eleven

Time had stood stillin my father’s office. It’s like the outside world never touched it. When I walked in here earlier, I almost staggered back because it still smelled like him.

I was sitting at his desk, surprised at how well I fit. I wasn’t a little girl anymore, and his chair didn’t swallow me whole or make me feel unfit and overwhelmed. All those lessons, everything he taught me, had prepared me for this moment.

The door slammed open, and Duncan strolled into the office like he owned it. I glared at him. This was supposed to be my sanctuary. He looked like he was on a mission, and judging by the closed door, I bet he wanted to say something I didn’t want to hear.

It probably had to do with the little act I did back in the boardroom.

“What’s going on with you and my brother?” he demanded.

It took all my effort to stay calm and not looked surprised by his question.

“We are supposed to get married,” I replied in a monotone voice.

He walked until he was standing right in front of my desk. Duncan leaned forward and put his hands on the desk. He looked pissed—dare I say hot.

“Cut the bullshit, Finnegan.”

At the use of my nickname, I took a small, relieved breath. He couldn’t be that mad if he was using pet names, right?

“I’m not talking about Hux. I’m talking about Nash.”

I bit my lip, not wanting to lie to him, and he took that as an answer.

“Fucking hell,” he murmured as he took a seat across from me. He leaned back in the chair and put his feet on my father’s desk as he pulled a cigarette from the inside pocket of his suit.

I waited patiently as he lit it up and took a hit, waiting for what he would say or do next.

“I love you, you know that, right?”

My eyes widened because I couldn’t take any more Crull love.

Upon seeing my scared reaction, the asshole laughed. “Like a sister, Finland.”

“I love you too, Can-Can.”

He smirked at me.

“You fuck him?”

“Who?” I played dumb and started going over my father’s files. The things that were in his journal were not in here.

“Huxley,” he said.

I scoffed. “No, we kissed once when we were younger just to get our first kiss over with, but it was way before he let our marriage get to his head.”

Duncan nodded like he understood, and it was at that moment that I realized I had no girlfriends. No one to talk boys with. The only one who would give me love advice was Eleanor in her own cryptic way.

“I miss your mom,” I whispered.

“Me too,” he replied.

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