The Marriage Pact (Hqn)
“That was so not a choice, Hadleigh thought, delighting in her own outrage.
Refusing Tripp’s help, beyond allowing him to open the passenger-side door of his truck for her, mainly because he got there first, she climbed onto the running board and planted herself in the seat. He merely smiled, closed the door, then walked around the rig to the driver’s side.
Hadleigh, having already fastened her seat belt, glared stubbornly through the windshield as Tripp got behind the wheel, started the engine. She felt like one big contradiction—going along with this ridiculous game they were playing even though she certainly didn’t have to, dreading telling the truth, and yet gripped by a driving, powerful need to do just that—whatever the consequences. Heaven help her, she wasn’t even capable of lying by omission.
Where, exactly, was Hadleigh 3.0 at this moment, and why didn’t she get her perky little emotionally balanced self the hell back here?
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