Colors of Love
“Your suitcase? Your ticket? Your passport?”
“Seth, stop worrying. I have everything I need, and I don’t need a passport to get back to Sydney.”
“You sure you wanna leave? You don’t wanna stay on, tour Australia with the band?”
Kaz smiled patiently. “I’m absolutely sure. This is your life. Not mine. I loved sharing it for a while, but it’s time to go home now.”
They stood outside the lobby of the hotel, surrounded by a loose circle of massive bodyguards who stood a short distance away, ensuring ...their privacy.
“Damn it, sweet pea.” Seth pulled her into his arms. “I know you’re itching to get started with your life, but I’m going to miss you.”
“I’ll miss you too.” She hugged him tight. Seth was right, she was itching to start her new job—as co-owner of the brand-new Sydney branch of The Little Shop of Treasures. A branch where she not only intended to sell crystals and books and offer alternative therapies, she planned to offer herself for reading auras.MoreLess
“Seth, stop worrying. I have everything I need, and I don’t need a passport to get back to Sydney.”
“You sure you wanna leave? You don’t wanna stay on, tour Australia with the band?”
Kaz smiled patiently. “I’m absolutely sure. This is your life. Not mine. I loved sharing it for a while, but it’s time to go home now.”
They stood outside the lobby of the hotel, surrounded by a loose circle of massive bodyguards who stood a short distance away, ensuring ...their privacy.
“Damn it, sweet pea.” Seth pulled her into his arms. “I know you’re itching to get started with your life, but I’m going to miss you.”
“I’ll miss you too.” She hugged him tight. Seth was right, she was itching to start her new job—as co-owner of the brand-new Sydney branch of The Little Shop of Treasures. A branch where she not only intended to sell crystals and books and offer alternative therapies, she planned to offer herself for reading auras.MoreLess
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