20. At a Loss

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~ LARK ~ Lark hadn’t known what to do. For a long minute she’d stood in the hallway staring at the door he’d shoved through and disappeared behind, feeling like an id*ot. Then she’d realized how pathetic that was and she’d made herself straighten, push her shoulders back and walk back into the dining room as if nothing had happened. She knew her heart was still racing and her cheeks were probably still pink. But there was nothing she could do about that. She wasn’t going to stand there waiting until he finally came out to reject her again. She blew out a breath as she circled the table back to her seat next to Adam—who was leaning across the table in some kind of semi-private conversation with George and Jordan. She could have heard what they were saying if she’d wanted to concentrate,

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