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thought I’d see him again.
    I cried for two days when he left!
    God, seeing him the other night… out of the blue… he was still so gorgeous. He looked shell shocked when he saw me.
    Closing my eyes, I try to stop the memory.
    The party was amazing. I’ve never seen so many famous people in one room. It was surreal. I saw James Black, the movie star, arguing with some beautiful, yet trashy-looking woman in the parking lot when I arrived. Then, I walk into the Old Governor’s Mansion and I see Keith Urban and Harry Connick, Jr. at the bar. Keith Urban smiled at me when he handed me my drink from the bartender. I just blinked in awe.
    I needed a minute to take it in so I went in search of a bathroom. I was walking down a plush carpeted hallway when I heard a shocked “Rayne?” in the voice I’d convinced myself I’d never hear again. I immediately froze, slowly turned, and there he was.
    Dade.
    I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak. Was he real? He can’t be real.
    He recovers before I do. He closes the distance between us in a few strides and then he’s in front of me. I can’t breathe. Grabbing my arms, he exclaims, “Rayne? What are you doing here? How did you find me?” A strange looks crosses his face. “Did you know who I was all along?! Are you a groupie?”
    What? What is he talking about? Who he is? Who the hell is he? And is he pissed at ME? He LEFT ME on an island with no good bye.
    I try to pull my arm free. “Let me go, you asshole!”
    His face tightens and he jerks me into his body. He’s breathing hard as he grits out through his teeth, “What are you doing here? And I’m an asshole? Are you kidding me?”
    He pulls me into his body so forcefully, my hair falls out of its clip and cascades down my back. His eyes rake my face and then he groans. I halfheartedly try to pull back as my body betrays me and melts against him. As he groans again, he swoops down and kisses what little breath I have right out of me. He backs me into the wall as he devours my mouth and sucks on my tongue. My hands are roaming his arms and chest and I want to bury them in his hair. I can’t get enough. It’s like my body has just been waiting for this. For him.
    Somehow, I remember he left me. Months ago. Jerking back, I take him off guard and I slap him as hard as I can. He steps back as the sound reverberates down the empty hallway. I slump against the wall with my heart racing, my palms wet, and my nether regions clenching in anticipation for what I know only he can give me. Shaking in desire and rage, I stare at him with my hand over my mouth.
    He spits out, “You slapped me!”
    My hand is throbbing from the contact with his face. I straighten and glare at him as I rub my stinging palm. “You. Do. Not. Touch. Me! Don’t ever touch me again!”
    His face registers his shock and confusion. “Why are you mad? Do you have any idea how hard I’ve been looking for you, Rayne?!”
    He’s lying! He LEFT me!
    I screech out, “You haven’t been looking for me! And my name isn’t Rayne!”
    His face falls and I just want to hug him before it’s quickly masked. He barks out, “What?”
    How dare he look at me like this is MY fault! Screw him! “You heard me. My name isn’t Rayne. Funny you want to find me now, but you didn’t care enough to even tell me you were leaving!”
    A sound down the hall takes my attention from the rage building on Dade’s face. I blink in shock as Clove, my patient, and her fiancé walk out of a room. Clove looks exhausted, so my doctor instincts take over. “Clove. Liam. I’m sorry we disturbed you. Is everything alright?”
    I see Dade’s head whip towards me as I talk to them.
    Clove assures me she’s fine, just tired after her long, excitement fueled day, and then asks how I know her BROTHER!
    Her brother? What the ever living fuck? HER BROTHER?!
    I get lightheaded and feel like I’m going to pass out. I gasp. “Your brother?” I look between Clove and Dade and clearly see