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What had I done?

Had something kicked in his instinct to flee?

Jacqueline.

I gritted my teeth, knowing without a shadow of a fucking doubt that woman had somehow gotten into his head. Her conservative bullshit, her manipulations over his emotions he’d never spoke of as a kid but I’d seen more often than not.

He’d always been desperate for her love, and mine wasn’t enough to fill that void in his heart.

Jesus fucking Christ, I’d been a fool.

My blood boiled even as my heart shriveled up from the coldness creeping through my chest.

I was going to lose my goddamned mind.

“Hey, Siri, call Sean,” I bit out, needing someone to talk me down before I blew a gasket in my brain and ended up causing a twenty-car pile-up on the highway.

“Hey, boo?—”

“He fucking left me!” I didn’t even give him time to say hi.

“What?”

“Preston. Fucking snuck out while I was sleeping.”

Sean hesitated rather than spewing curses to show he had my back as always.

“Say something!” I hollered, my insides shredded, my voice breaking from rage and pain.

“Preston,” Sean repeated slowly.

“Yes! Preston—my stepbrother!” No fucking way Sean had forgotten already.

“That’s not a common name.”

The fuck?

“Neither is Casswell,” I snapped, swerving to the right to pass a slow fucker cruising in the left lane. I glared at the fucker while flying past him.

“What, uh, does he look like?”

“Huh?” I steered to where I needed to be for my speed.

“Preston—what does he look like?” Sean repeated the words slower, almost warily.

“He’s my kryptonite. My redheaded dream.” I gave Sean the truth I’d always kept from him, my voice ragged.

“And you said he knows about Elite?” Sean asked carefully.

“Yeah. He’s a computer nerd. Pretty sure he fantasized about hiring me too.” My fucking chest ached at the memory of holding him in my arms and how he’d found the balls to just walk away without a word.

I’d done the same to him.

Fuck. I swallowed hard, hating that I’d caused him similar feelings to those coursing through me.

What had I done to make him leave me though? Why abandon me hours after I tore down my walls and gave him access to all the vulnerable pieces of my soul?

“Does this stepbrother of yours have an alias?”

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