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The volcanic crater was a disfigured heart. Chance thought it resembled his own.
“Where are you going?” Chance shrugged. “Going to work for a month.”
“It’s Valentine’s Day, no one wants to be alone today, not even me. I could have any man I want, but I chose you.” Giselle’s lively green eyes gleamed.
It was then he noticed the name tattooed on her wrist, within an ombre pink heart. “Who the Hell is Robert, and why’s his name on your wrist?”
“I’ll tattoo what I like on my body.” Chance strode towards Giselle, tilting her chin up so she’d meet his gaze.
“Robert’s the guy you’ve been sleeping with? The one you promised to break it off with, I assume?”
She laughed, grasping Chance’s hand. “We got to talking and had too much wine. Now, we both have tacky tattoos, but you know well Robert’s nothing. I haven’t seen him in a month.”
“You said it was over five months ago?”
Giselle’s bottom lip quivered. “It was, but we ran into each other that once.” He could see her pale cheeks redden; she was lying.
“Robert can have you; I’m done.”
Her eyes flooded with tears.
“I know well your crocodile tears. Don’t be here when I get home, Giselle, never again.”
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