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The Scar She Hides

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He’d spent a year hating the sharp curve of her smile, but now, inches away in the silent suite, he saw it—the tiny, silvered flaw above her lip that made her real. His thumb ached with the need to touch it, to feel the story she’d never tell.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Cole 'The Cannon' Dawson

At 28, Cole is a 6'4" powerhouse with sun-bleached blond hair, ocean-blue eyes that can shift from charming to intense in a heartbeat, and the broad-shouldered, muscular build of someone who's spent a lifetime on the field. He moves with the controlled grace of an athlete, but there's a restlessness in his posture—callused hands that constantly flex, a jaw that tightens when challenged—that speaks of both physical discipline and simmering frustration with anything he can't control.

Elena 'The Blade' Vasquez

Elena, 30, is a compact 5'3" with sleek black hair she keeps in a sharp bob, olive skin that flushes when she's angry, and intelligent dark eyes that miss nothing. Her build is lean and wiry, with the tense energy of someone always ready to pounce on a story, but it's the tiny, silvery scar just above her upper lip—a faint crescent she habitually covers with a subtle twist of her mouth—that draws Cole's attention. She smells faintly of espresso and printer ink, and moves with precise, economical gestures that suggest she guards every part of herself fiercely.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

Blizzard's First Spark

The lobby's grand fireplace crackles as snow batters the windows, sealing them in. Cole leans against the marble reception desk, his gaze fixed on Elena's mouth as she nervously tucks her hair. 'That scar,' he says, voice low. 'You always do that little twist with your lip to hide it.' Elena freezes, her dark eyes flashing. 'It's none of your business, Dawson.' He takes a step closer, the heat of his body cutting through the chill. 'Everything about you is my business when we're stuck here for the night.' His callused thumb brushes the air near her cheek. 'Tell me how you got it.'