A safe one, because in a week's time you're going to be gone." 50% He suspected that faking it was in her repertoire of talents. Or, perhaps she understood she was in a sticky place and was making the best of it. Maybe she'd just been stressed, because the snooty perfectionist he expected to see wasn't in attendance just now. "Thank you, Clara," she said, but when Clara had gone she turned on Rhys. Maybe it's not good enough for you but it's good enough for Callum and Avery and maybe you should consider that instead of only thinking about yourself." 19% "This isn't a big-city event with a bunch of rich snobs. "This isn't Vancouver, or Toronto, or New York or L.A." Rhys spoke firmly. "Then I guess because I was hungry," she said. "You always have a choice," he replied, unrolling his cutlery from his paper napkin. "You didn't leave me much choice." She pursed her lips. Because so far you've found fault with everything I say or do." "From what I can gather you don't approve of me but you do enjoy bossing me around." "What amusement are you getting out of this?" she asked. Taylor is the big-city heroine who comes into town to plan Callum and Avery's wedding. Rhys is an asshole, and Taylor is not exactly a prize herself. Had she really ever thought him plain and unremarkable? There was a humor in the way he set his mouth, the way his eyes glowed that set him apart, wasn't there? 64%
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