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Coral's heart. Which..." I lean down so my face is mere inches from Faye's. "Is my heart now."
    I stare down at Hunter's face silently before I turn and walk away.

Chapter 10
    "T hat sounds like a circus." Alexa's voice has been the comfort I craved since I got back to my hotel room. I called her to check the train schedule to see if there was any way I could escape the hell that was Manhattan tonight but I was going to have to tough it out until the morning. No good seemed to come from my being in New York.
    "It was surreal." I realize it's an understatement but there are no words to describe the sheer hell that I endured at Axel.
    A soft knock at the door invades the quiet solace of the room.
    "I have to go. My dinner is here." I perch the phone between my shoulder and my ear as I reach for the white plush robe in the closet. I'd pulled all my clothes off the moment I got back in the room before jumping in the shower. Unfortunately, the hot water had done little to wash away the bitter taste of my time with Coral's mom and sister.
    "Weren't you just out for dinner?" Alexa's smile carries through in her words.
    "Bitter resentment steals my appetite away." I laugh. "I'll call you before bed."
    The knock is more persistent now and I pull the towel off my head and shake my hair out before I swing open the door.
    My breath stalls. Hunter is standing in the doorway. One arm is leaning casually against the door frame while his hand stops in mid-air just about to knock again.
    "How did you find me?" I stand my ground. I can't let him into my room. I just want to forget that this night ever happened and I can't do that if I have to spend another moment looking at him.
    "I followed you." He pushes past me to enter the room. I don't resist. I know I should but I can't.
    "What?" I turn around, the open door still resting in my hand.
    I jump at the sound of a steward behind me announcing that he's brought my room service order up. I motion for him to leave the tray on the desk as I sign the receipt with shaking hands.
    Hunter casually walks over and removes the steel lid from the plate. "You must be starving," he says as he pops one of the fries into his mouth. "A tiny thing like you is going to finish this entire burger?"
    I purse my lips at the mention of how diminutive he thinks I am. He may tower over me, but after that ridiculous evening at the restaurant I've realized that his outer presence is only a thin façade. The man underneath the brawn is weak and emotionally porous.
    "Why are you here?" I perch myself on the very edge of the bed, pulling the robe tighter around me. I should excuse myself and throw on some clothes but I just want him to answer the question so I can get this over with as soon as possible.
    "I wanted to apologize for them." He rolls the padded chair that is near the desk so it's facing me directly. He casually unbuttons his suit jacket before he sits down, his knees almost touching mine.
    "So you followed me here?" I shift slightly to gain some distance. He's so imposing and being this close to him is already melting my resolve.
    He nods. "I waited in the lobby for almost an hour." He taps his finger lightly on my knee. "I didn't know if you'd want to see me."
    "What about your fiancée?" I ask harshly knowing that the question will bite him.
    "Don't call her that."
    "That's who she is." I move again, this time shifting my entire body over. "By the way you have excellent taste in engagement rings."
    He moves the chair so he's closer to me. "I didn't choose it. She did."
    A brief moment of joy courses through me. Why should it matter to me who picked it out? It's not about the ring. He's still marrying her. He's still going to spend his life with that bitch.
    "When's the wedding?" I know it sounds childish but I've wanted an answer to that question since the night I stumbled into their engagement party.
    "I don't want to marry her."
    "How long have you been engaged?" I spit out the question with a vile tone