Chapter 7
Reid stepped between us.
"She doesn't owe you a conversation."
Beckett's eyes darkened. "Move."
"Make me."
They were inches apart now. Reid was taller, but Beckett had the look of a man with nothing left to lose.
"She's mine," Beckett said through gritted teeth. "Five years—"
"She's not proper...
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1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
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