Chapter 10

  "Red?"

  Miguel's voice snapped her back to the present.

  She was breathing hard. Her hands were clenched into fists. And she was suddenly, violently angry.

  "I'm not for sale," she bit out.

  Miguel blinked. "What?"

  "You don't get to decide where I dance or who looks at me." She stood up quic...

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