Same Time Next Week (Ch 55)
He had two choices, as he saw it: Run. Run far, far away, and let her fight her own battles on her own. Or stay.
Jackson hadn’t slept. He couldn’t.
He’d grabbed the stack of articles and clippings and the note and went downstairs, dumping it all on the kitchen table. He booted up his laptop and spent the hours until sunrise surfing the internet, reading everything he could find about Shelby Torres.
Not much of her existed online until she met global real estate tycoon Lucas Samuels.