Page 190 of Beautiful Collide

Molly:I hear you.

Dane:Good. I’ve already got the team’s PR on this. We’ll spin it. Damage control is what they’re good at.

Molly:Thank you. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.

Dane:I know. I’ll deal with Hudson later.

Molly:Please don’t kill him.

Dane:No promises.

Molly:Dane.

Dane:Fine. He lives. For now.

Molly:Thank you.

Dane:Just don’t make me an uncle anytime soon.

Molly:BLOCKED.

Dane:?? Love you, kid.

Molly:Love you, too, big brother.

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Hudson

Now,what do we do?

I wish I had answers to how this happened, but I don’t. This leads me to pacing the room and staring at Molly.

She sits on my couch with her legs crossed and her arms folded.

Neither of us has spoken since we arrived, and I’m starting to worry we won’t.

Which doesn’t bode well for solving this.

Narrowing my eyes, I take her in. Her jaw is set, and her brows furrowed.

This I can work with.

She’s pissed, but this is different.This is stubborn determination.

A look I have come to know all so well.

Yep, I can decipher the many looks of Molly Sinclair.

I’ve been watching her long enough, after all.

Stalker much.

I’m used to this version of Molly. She’s planning, and when she’s like this, she’s unstoppable.

My lips part into a grin.

She’s really something else.

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