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Ignoring how exposed her lower body might be from his vantage point, she yelled, “Call someone—"
Before she could finish, the vine in her hand snapped with a crack.
She gasped as gravity claimed her.
She fell backward uncontrollably, and one panicked thought shot through her mind. “It’s over. If I land headfirst,
I'm done for.”
But the expected pain never came. Instead, she landed with a heavy thud on something solid yet yielding. A
muffled groan reached her ears.
Dazed, Carrie tilted her head slightly and realized she was sprawled across Kristopher’s chest. His face was
twisted in pain.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Are you okay?” she asked hurriedly, scrambling off him, her voice tinged with genuine worry.
Kristopher gingerly touched his ribs and propped himself up on one elbow. His words cout strained but laced
with humor. “Lucky you’re skinny. If you were any heavier, I'd be down a rib or two.”
Relief flickered across her face, but she quickly suppressed it, schooling her features into a cold mask. “Thank
you,” she said curtly.
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Kristopher raised an eyebrow, meeting her gaze. “You don't look like you're thanking me. You look like you're
plotting revenge.”
Her breath caught as his familiar woody scent filled the air between them. She realized their faces were only
inches apart, her nose practically brushing against his.
His eyes followed hers down, landing on her slightly parted lips, the faint cherry hue drawing his attention.
Memories of the moment her bathrobe had shifted flashed unbidden in his mind. His Adam’s apple bobbed
slightly as he inhaled sharply.
Just as he leaned in, his lips lowering toward hers, Carrie jerked back.
She turned her head sharply, his lips brushing against her ear instead.
The faint graze sent a wave of heat rushing to her cheeks, her ears turning a vivid shade of red.
“I need to change,” she stammered, quickly pushing herself to her feet, her eyes darting anywhere but him.
Kristopher’s gaze traveled down to her bare feet, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “And where are you planning to
change?”
Carrie huffed, her patience thinning. “As my ex-husband, you're asking too many questions.” She crossed her
arms, adding pointedly, “I'm going to my brother. He'll help me.”
Kristopher rose slowly, brushing dirt from his suit with deliberate movements. “If it weren't for your ex-husband,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmyou'd be a vegetable by now. This feels like the modern-day version of biting the hand that feeds you.”
Carrie glared at him, though her indignation lacked its usual fire. “If you hadn’t suddenly called my name, |
wouldn't have fallen!” Her voice wavered, losing volas her logic faltered.
Kristopher loomed over her, his gaze steady and unyielding. “And how exactly are you planning to walk back to
the banquet hall dressed like this?”
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