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Chapters (42)
  1. Cover
  2. Painful
  3. Books By S.C. Stephens
  4. Dedication
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Acknowledgments
  42. About the Author

I felt someone approaching on my right and flashed a quick glance in their direction. Kiera and Anna. My eyes had already returned to the front before what I’d just noticed fully registered. Kiera and Anna? Feeling like I’d just lost my mind, I twisted to face the impossibility of my girlfriend and her sister in front of me. Was I dreaming? Kiera was staring at my crotch for some reason, but her eyes immediately shifted to my face as her cheeks filled with color. I was too floored to be too curious about her reaction. She’s here. Holy fuck, she’s here. I must be dreaming.

But then Griffin exclaimed, “Hell yeah!” and I knew it was real. She was really here. Griffin grabbed Anna and had his tongue down her throat before I could even wipe the shock off my face. Kiera twisted to watch Griffin sweep Anna away. When her beautiful features returned to me, I finally smiled. “You’re here?” I said, stepping forward. I’m not dreaming?

A soft smile on her lips, she nodded. Then her hazel eyes flicked to the table, and a wave of guilt washed over me. Oh, shit. My gaze shifted back to the girls still making out with each other, oblivious to Griffin’s absence. Kiera had seen me staring at them. She wouldn’t understand that I hadn’t really been watching them. She’d think I was just trying to save face if I told her the truth. So, all I could do was apologize.

Looking back at her, I cringed and shrugged. I hoped she wasn’t too angry as I grabbed her hand and pulled her into me. “Sorry about that.” I blindly handed my beer bottle to someone nearby, then I ran my hand through her soft, silky hair. I studied her face like I’d never seen it before, and I felt myself getting lost in her perfection. God, I’d missed her. How was she here? “Some girls will do anything to get noticed,” I murmured. But all I think about is you.

Feeling more complete than I’d felt in weeks, I cupped her cheek. “I can’t believe you’re here.” I flicked a glance at where we were and wondered how she’d accomplished that. Matt had told me earlier that the show was sold out, and backstage passes usually ran out long before the regular tickets. “How did you get back here?” Did she win a contest or something? How? When? Why?

She let out an amusing pained sound. “You would not believe what I had to do.” She pursed her lips and raised an eyebrow. “Make sure you say bye to Anna…because I’m killing her when we get home.”