![]() ![]() I would join her, but someone needs to wait for this person I now loathe to show up. She catches the look on my face and interprets it correctly, judging by the spike in her heartbeat. It’s nearly impossible to care about anything with Mara in that dress. “This is the random internet person?” Stella looks sceptical. “We have a half-hour before he’s supposed to be here.” I sit on a low sofa, legs sprawled, but Mara doesn’t join me. The place is packed, but amidst the grinding and thrusting, we find a table. Her arm is hooked in Jamie’s and Stella flanks her as I walk behind, looking for Leo. Mara weaves sinuously through the crowd, the lights illuminating her body in flashes the curves and lines of her in black and metal and punishingly high-heeled boots. ![]() In the lounge-club hybrid, the smoke hangs thick in the air. ![]() Otherwise, know that this is unedited, not canon, and I’m just posting it for your reading pleasure. ![]() If you’ve read the ARC of The Becoming of Noah Shaw, you’ll recognise a name. If you’ve read the books…you know the one. In that earlier incarnation, it would have taken place right before the subway scene. This is an outtake from a very early draft of Retribution, one that originally included Mara and Noah’s POVs throughout. An outtake from The Retribution of Mara Dyer, from Noah’s POV. ![]()
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