Heartless Rebel
“ Cara stood at the window of the room she’d been given in Jack’s apartment and stared at the Eiffel Tower in the distance. Below, boats moved along the Seine, and cars zipped down the streets while the sidewalks were crowded with Parisians going about their daily business. It was a beautiful city, so vibrant and alive, and she was giddy with the thought she was actually here.
But the way Jack had told her not to trust him kept popping into her mind like an annoying mosquito. She couldn’t make it go away, couldn’t forget how he’d said the words—so bleak and raw that it made her soul ache.
She hadn’t known what to say then, had been embarrassed she’d said anything at all.
It wasn’t like her to open up to anyone, and especially not to someone like Jack Wolfe. She hardly knew him, and yet they’d been through so much together— and he’d seemed so honorable—that she felt she could maybe learn to trust him.
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