The purse in her hands slipped off, good thing the strap was hanging tightly on her shoulders. Fiona was dumbfounded at the sudden 180-degree change in Maxen. She thought about how they were rolling over the sheets for hours yesterday. That's it? They're over? Hell no! She pulled her head back as she sucked all the air in her lungs and when she's out of breath, she bowed her head, hysterically laughing at her predicament. She looked at the glaring red tail lights of Maxen's convoy and nodded her head with her sinister thoughts. She had him before. Of course, she could have him again.
Olivia Sparks
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