Shattered: An Extreme Risk Novel
“I start to snap at the inquiry—I came out here because I need a couple minutes alone, a couples minutes to just get my head on straight—when it registers who the voice belongs to. Not a stranger trying to pick me up, but Tansy.
Tansy who got me into this mess in the first place.
Tansy who I can’t stop imagining naked.
Tansy who really needs to be somewhere else right now, at least until I can rebuild my walls.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I tell her after running a hand over my face in an attempt to wipe away all the shit in my head. “Just needed a few minutes by myself. What’s up?”
“Nothing much.” Instead of getting the hint, she comes in closer, leans against the railing right next to where I’m standing. I deliberately don’t look at her, though it’s harder than it should be. She smells really great. “Good view,” she says after a minute.
I stare out over the dimly lit grounds of the resort. Snow-covered hills, twinkling lights on tree branches, the ominous shadow of the Andes in the background.
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