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Chapter Twenty-One
DAWN.
I gulp down nothing as I stare at him and he stares right back at me with a smile set upon his face.
"What are you- what are you doing here?"
My voice shivers slightly as I gaze up at the man I never thought I would see, standing right outside my house but as fate would have it, here he is, dressed in his fucking expensive suit and his eyes on nothing else but me.
"You went away too far, Dawn. Too far than I can handle. "
He steps in without my permission, closing the door behind him when it seems like I'm frozen to even do that myself and I am. Who the hell wouldn't?
Ryder Smith is fucking here! In Boston! Far away from Washington and standing right before me! How the fuck did that happen? How did he know where to come?
"Dawn, is he drunk off his ass?"
And I forgot who I had been speaking with on the phone before this... unexpected appearance.
"I will call you later, Kira. "
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