“He’s mine,” I say to Julia, the threat in my eyes clear. “But if you’re looking for a man....”
I glance over at Smoke, who looks over at me.
“Julia,” I say pleasantly. “Meet Smoke.”
Julia turns and her entire face changes. She looks horrified as she stares at his tattoos.
“Oh my god,” she breathes.
Smoke gives her a slow, predatory grin. “Well,” he drawls, stepping closer, his eyes locked on her. “This is unexpected.”
Julia takes a step back.
Then another.
“Nope,” she says quickly. “Nope. Absolutely not.”
She turns—and bolts for the door.
I blink once.
Then I glance at Smoke.
He glances at Drew and me, his smile widening. “I like a challenge.”
And then, he strolls after her like he has all the time in the world.
Drew slowly turns his head to look at me. “…What just happened?”
I guide him back to his chair, calm and unbothered.
“Closure,” I say, sliding into mine.
He stares at me, then he starts laughing. Full on, head thrown back, unrestrained laughter.
I love seeing him so happy and free.
“You planned that,” he says, pointing at me.
Before I can answer, he holds up a hand. “Actually... don't answer that. Plausible deniability is healthier.”
“I didn't.” I lift my cup and take a sip. “I didn't need to.” I shrug. “Sometimes, an opportunity presents itself.”
He shakes his head, still smiling. “You’re unbelievable.”
“I’ve been told that.”
He watches me for a long moment.
His expression is soft. Eyes full of love.
He reaches across the table and takes my hand.
And this time, neither of us lets go.
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