If you like music while you read, try “You” by Nathan Wagner. It’s what I listened to while writing this chapter!
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~ LARK ~
She felt like she was walking on air. As if her entire body was wrapped in thick, deliciously tingly silk that slid against her skin and made her goosebump.
When she’d left JP after that incredible kiss, she’d barely heard her father’s hissed threats of what he’d do to the male if he’d stolen her.
They were forced to wait several minutes just outside the ballroom until JP had returned to the stage and the head table.
Lark thought she knew why, and it made her smile. Which only made her father more livid. Though, Kenji—who’d stayed close without interfering despite her father’s muttered rants—gave her a knowing look.
Then, finally, she heard her name ann
