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It was midnight!

“I’m sorry…good night, Patrick. I have to go!” Catrina fled through the doors and into the lobby.

“Wait, Cat!”

“No. Patrick, I’m late….” She pushed open the outer door and ran into the humid June night. But he was still behind her.

“Stop! You can’t leave like this, when we’ve—when I have no idea who you really are.”

Cat didn’t listen. Couldn’t listen. Her skin was still alive and hot from the way they’d touched. But she had no illusions about what Patrick Callahan felt, even if he did.

Skittering down the steps, she felt her spike-heeled shoe come loose. It hurt. Why hadn’t she felt that before? Deliberately, she kicked the shoe off and left it on the step.

Like Cinderella.