Chapter 87 Prisoner
Grace
I stepped out of Charles's office, the faint echo of our waltz still lingering in my movements and my mouth still tingling. I was already wet thinking about what he had planned. His words of encouragement had provided a measure of comfort, but the weight of uncertainty about Gabriel Black was still heavy on my mind. I had to know the truth, regardless of where it might lead. If it went sideways, I just hoped I was still in the mood for whatever Charles wanted to give me.
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