12/03/2026 16:23

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I might have complained, but Jean-Claude roared through my head. Two of the waiters were escorting a woman up on stage. But you can think now, can't you? That made me take a step back into the dressing rooms beyond. I am helping you shield, ma petite.

I grabbed for his hand without looking, and clung to it. Sweeter, cleaner, better. I couldn't blame him, but part of me wanted to. I was afraid what would happen with Nathaniel and Damian.