What's Left Of Me (The Firebird Trilogy Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Across from her, a man in his early twenties wearing the bedraggled clothes and baseball cap of someone about to embark on the walk of shame, his scruffy face sagging with exhaustion. “Shoo.” She waved him away from the table like a foul odor. “My date is here.” Alex rolled his eyes. The man rose, scrubbed a hand over his face, and looked up. “Oh. Hey.” “Hi.” Alex slid into the warm chair as her boy-toy shuffled away. “I’m not your date.” The bright sunlight streaming in, reflecting off the lake, imbued her pale skin with a yellowish cast and emphasized the fine lines around her mouth and eyes. She’d lived as hard as he had, but her career hadn’t yet broken in the States, so her exploits had not become international tabloid fodder. “I have to go slumming because you leave me alone at club.” “What part of ‘I’m married’ do you not understand?”
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