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Beautiful Chaos – Anya Sugar

My diet. My training. Even the relations I engaged in with women. But ever since Sophie came into my life, my regimented world slowly started to crumble. She wasn’t making it any easier on me right now, pleading with me with her eyes, tempting me with a slow lick of her lips. But her tear-soaked cheeks were the reminder I needed that she wasn’t in the right headspace to make any kind of rational decision. “I’m not asking for a commitment or exclusivity between us,” she said. “I just want to be with you right now.”
Her voice was like sweet torment. I wanted to give in, but some- how, I managed to hold on to the last bit of restraint I had and took a step back. She frowned, her eyes quickly roving over my face before she dropped them to the ground. I hated witnessing her embarrass- ment or self-doubt or whatever feeling it was that made her drop her shoulders, but I had to do what was right, no matter how hard.
“I better go,” I said. She nodded but kept her head down. “Sophie.” She didn’t look at me. “Sophie,” I said once more, a softness to my voice that sounded alien to me. “You know this is the right move.” She finally looked at me. “I know.” Her response was barely above a whisper. “I’m just…. I think I only wanted to… because of….” Her words trailed off at the end, and even though she hadn’t completed a full sentence, I understood exactly what she tried to convey.
“I get it. More than you know.” A tiny crease formed between her eyes, but she didn’t ask me to elaborate. I gestured between us. “This can’t be awkward.” “It won’t be.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.” She straightened her posture and tipped her head upward. “I promise. We’re good. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
I paused a moment as I studied her. This time, she held eye con- tact, and a flicker of strength flashed behind her eyes. “See you tomorrow.” I left her place and walked the five steps to mine, wishing for more space because for as much as I talked a good game about doing the right fucking thing, I doubted I’d stick to my guns and stay away from her tonight.
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Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental. Beautiful Chaos/ S. Nelson. – 1st edition 1kitap1.com/en To those who champion for second chances 1kitap1.com/en CONTENTS Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Chapter 49 Epilogue Original KCMC Series Stay Informed Also Available About the Author Note to Reader Acknowledgments Books by S.
Nelson 1kitap1.com/en 1 “Calm down,” I murmured, my self-assurance in low supply today. “You can do this.” The nerves that had settled deep within me began to tingle as I stared at my reflection in the rearview. The color had drained from my face, and beads of perspiration formed on my fore- head despite the air-conditioning blowing directly at me.
My stom- ach churned and my mouth dried, exacerbating my sudden nausea. It had been years since I last interviewed for a job, and even though I had the initial phone meeting two days ago, this discussion was going to be face-to-face. I briefly considered starting the engine and speeding out of the parking lot, but I managed to calm myself before that happened. I retrieved my purse from the passenger seat before stepping out of my ’98 Honda, my trembling hands subsiding a fraction.
A tall, broad-shouldered man appeared in the doorway of the gym. I couldn’t be certain he was the same person I had spoken to on the phone, but the way he watched me seemed to suggest he was indeed the one I was here to meet. As I approached, my hands turned clammy, and the thrum of my heart increased, amplifying the nervous energy coursing through me. “Are you Sophie Delaney?”
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