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HUNTED: Chapter 15

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Hey Guys!!! Thank you much for your patience with me. I started a new Pampered Chef Biz and things just TOOK OFF. It's been impossible to keep up on my everyday life. I decided to go off-the-grid for a few hours today so I can't get this eagerly awaited chapter out to you! Let me … Continue reading HUNTED: Chapter 15

HUNTED: Chapter 15

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Hey Guys!!! Thank you much for your patience with me. I started a new Pampered Chef Biz and things just TOOK OFF. It's been impossible to keep up on my everyday life. I decided to go off-the-grid for a few hours today so I can't get this eagerly awaited chapter out to you! Let me … Continue reading HUNTED: Chapter 15

HUNTED: Chapter 14

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The air was heavy between us as we sat around the coffee table again. I took my usual place on the loveseat and he took his usual place on the floor, propped against the futon. I curled my knees to my chest and started to trace my teeth with my fingers while I waited for him to say something. Anything.

HUNTED: Chapter Twelve

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Watson grips the chair and pushes it harshly into the desk behind me, “Do. Not. Play. Games. With. Me. Boy.” He spits out, “I am a kind man but she is like a daughter to me and I see the way you are looking at her.” His bite is sharp and I am left stunned. I watch as he walks away without so much as a glance back in my direction. 

HUNTED: Chapter Eleven

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I reach out and cradle his face in my hands, my thumbs resting below his eyes, catching his tears. “Me too, Jax, me too.” He rests his forehead on my shoulder and wraps his arms around me tightly. My arms squeeze around his neck and I feel him start to shake. We stay like that for awhile, crying together, grieving together, trying to find solace.

HUNTED: Chapter Ten

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“I just witnessed my best friend get murdered and survived two gunshots! If I feel like getting drunk I am going too.” I snap. They were right though, I never drank. It wasn’t my thing but hours ago we laid Juliet to rest and I realized that her murderer could have been watching us, or me rather, for awhile. Call me crazy but that was a hard pill to swallow.