Chapter 103 Car Kiss

• Then his gaze found hers. Recognition sparked, and Asher covered the distance between them with those purposeful strides that always made corridors feel shorter.
• Each step stole another yard of safety, and Amelia's first instinct was absurdly primal—run.
• To her horror she realized he was alone; no assistant, no entourage, certainly no Waverly. It was just the two of them and all the questions she had tried to outrun.