If This Is Our Last Night: Bella & Andre: Age of Love, #4
By Kayla Perrin
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In the heart-pounding conclusion of ONE MORE NIGHT WITH YOU, Bella Sinclair becomes the victim of a brutal attack, orchestrated by Clarissa Evans, who is determined to eliminate her as a romantic rival and reclaim Andre Moore, the man she once let slip through her fingers. As far as Clarissa is concerned, with Bella out of the way, Andre can finally be hers. However, beneath the surface of her sinister plot, Clarissa may be concealing even darker intentions beyond mere murder.
In the aftermath of the attack, Bella awakens in a hospital bed, coming to terms with the horrifying reality of the vicious assault. She is shocked to learn that Andre has been wrongfully arrested for the crime, and the weight of guilt he carries threatens to shatter the world they've built together. The relationship Bella and Andre fought so hard to nurture teeters on the brink of destruction, at least until Clarissa faces justice. Andre will do whatever to protect Bella—even if that means walking away.
Yet, there's a profound secret that Andre remains oblivious to, a secret so significant that it's worth defying all odds and surmounting any obstacle to protect.
Can Andre and Bella finally break free from Clarissa's malevolent grip and forge the life they so desperately desire? Or will Clarissa's unhinged obsession keep them apart forever? Because each day that passes, it becomes more evident that Clarissa will stop at nothing until Bella is permanently out of the picture.
In their quest to defy fate, Andre and Bella must ask themselves a haunting question: is it worth risking everything for one last night together?
Kayla Perrin
Kayla Perrin is a multi-published and USA Today and Essence ® bestselling author with over forty books, for major publishing houses including St. Martin’s Press, HarperCollins Publishers, Kensington Books, Harlequin, Ballantine and Simon & Schuster. Kayla is published in a variety of genres, including romance, mystery/suspense and mainstream fiction. She has been featured on television shows such as Entertainment Tonight Canada, Who’s Afraid of Happy Endings (Bravo documentary about the romance genre), A.M. Buffalo, and the CTV News (among others). She has also been featured in Ebony magazine, Romantic Times magazine, The South Florida Business Journal, The Toronto Star, The Hamilton Spectator and many other Canadian and U.S. publications. She has been a guest on many radio shows (including CBC). In October 2007, she was featured in the Italian version of Vanity Fair after speaking at a women’s conference in Matera. Her works have been translated into Italian, French, German, Spanish and Portuguese.
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If This Is Our Last Night - Kayla Perrin
Chapter 1
A STEADY BEEP, beep, beep sound slowly penetrated my consciousness, pulling me from the depths of a dreamless slumber. Panic surged through me as I jolted awake, my eyes snapping open to unfamiliar surroundings. Bare white walls, a flimsy gray curtain, and a circular wall clock—what was this?
Where was I?
The grip of unease tightened in my chest, and I drew in a sharp, shallow breath. Disoriented and confused, I tried to move, but a searing pain radiated from my abdomen, tearing through my senses.
My stomach...the pain...what was happening?
I winced, sinking back onto the unfamiliar pillow, my mind a whirlwind of fragmented thoughts. Something elusive danced at the edge of my consciousness—a memory I desperately wanted to grasp but couldn’t.
All I knew was that I shouldn’t be here. This wasn’t my house. I attempted to sit up again, but the stabbing pain returned, even more excruciating this time. Crying out in pain, I clutched my belly.
Hey.
Startled by the soft male voice, I turned to the left. And saw a face that confused me even more.
Don’t try to move,
Devon said gently, reaching out to take my hand in his.
I blinked, my confusion deepening. Was I dreaming?
I must have appeared utterly perplexed because he said, You’re in the hospital. Do you remember what happened?
I tried to speak, but my mouth was parched. Why…?
was all I managed to croak out.
Before he could respond, hurried footsteps sounded from the doorway, and a woman burst into the room. Recognition slowly dawned as I saw her face.
Vivica.
Bella! Oh my God!
she exclaimed, rushing to my side and dropping a fast-food bag at the foot of my bed. You’re awake.
I stared at her, still not comprehending the situation.
Why?
I whispered. Why am I here?
You don’t remember what happened?
she asked, her eyes filled with concern.
My mind was a haze. The memory was there, on the periphery. But I couldn’t grasp it.
No,
I replied weakly.
Vivica shot a quick glance at Devon, then met my eyes again. The uneasy look on her face made my stomach tighten…which only caused another spasm of pain.
You were attacked,
she explained, her voice trembling slightly. She squeezed my hand. But you’re okay now. That’s what matters most.
Where’s Andre?
I asked, my voice growing stronger as my concern intensified.
Her gaze darkened ever so slightly, and she hesitated before answering, He’s not here.
Something was terribly wrong. I could feel it in my bones. Doesn’t he know?
Hearing a sound of derision, I looked in Devon’s direction. There was a flicker of anger in his eyes.
Wasn’t he supposed to be back in Los Angeles already? Why is Devon here?
I asked Vivica. Where’s Andre?
Vivica exchanged another glance with Devon, her expression troubled.
What’s going on?
I asked, my heart pounding.
Maybe right now isn’t the time—
Vivica began.
"It is the time, I insisted.
What aren’t you telling me?"
Vivica let out a weary sigh. I met her hesitant gaze with a firm one. She finally spoke, her words sending shockwaves through my body. Andre attacked you, sweetie. He left you for dead.
"What?" I gasped, my mind unable to process the enormity of what she’d just said. No…
Vivica put a hand on my shoulder as I tried to sit up. Lie still,
she told me. Devon, go get a nurse.
I won’t lie down,
I objected, forcing myself to a sitting position. The pain made my eyes tear up, but I had to get out of this bed even if it killed me.
Please, Bella,
Vivica pleaded. My God, I can see how much pain you’re in. You’re going to over-stress yourself, or worse, aggravate your stab wound.
You just said the craziest thing I’ve ever heard—that Andre stabbed me. I—I have to get out of here.
Vivica put a comforting hand on my shoulder, trying to get me to lie back. Bella, you’ve been through a huge ordeal. I get that this is overwhelming. Honest to God, I never would have believed that Andre would stab—
No!
I yelled. Andre didn’t stab me. Why are you saying this? What’s wrong with you?
You talked to Devon,
Vivica said. Don’t you remember?
I strained to remember, the memory hovering just beyond my reach. Why couldn’t I grasp it?
Sweetie, please lie back.
I need to see Andre.
You can’t.
Vivica exhaled sharply. He’s been arrested.
What?
My world crumbled around me.
Devon re-entered the room, followed by a nurse in bright pink scrubs. Look who’s awake,
the nurse said brightly.
Her cheerfulness grated on my frayed nerves. I reached for the IV stuck in my arm and started to pull at the tape holding it in place. I need to get out of here.
Oh no, no, no,
the nurse said, her tone now serious as she rushed to my side. She placed a hand over mine. You can’t do that.
But I need . . . I need to find Andre.
You’re not leaving this bed, hon. You’re getting vital fluids and antibiotic medications for your wound. I’m not about to let you leave and die on my watch.
Die. The word hung in the air, paralyzing me. Die?
I asked.
Yes,
the nurse replied candidly. Someone will contact your family for you,
she went on as she checked that the IV was secure. Now, we can’t have you getting too worked up.
There’s been a miscarriage of justice,
I said. I need to make things right.
I’m going to give you something to help you,
the nurse said, ignoring my protests.
I don’t need anything—
I started, and that’s when I saw the syringe. My eyes widened. What’s in that needle?
Something to help you relax,
the nurse explained.
But I don’t want to relax.
I need you to remain still,
the nurse told me.
You’re not going to give me that,
I objected. I don’t want it.
It will help, I promise,
the nurse said. She began to wipe an alcohol swab on my upper arm.
I tried to pull my arm away, but Vivica came to my side and said firmly, Bella, stay still. You are getting way too worked up.
But—
Don’t you worry,
Vivica went on. I’ll deal with the Andre situation.
I stopped moving, the fight gone out of me. And that’s when the nurse jabbed the needle into my shoulder. There you go,
the woman said sweetly. As she applied a wad of cotton and tape over the injection site, she asked, How’s your pain?
I’m feeling a burning pain in my stomach,
I answered. But it didn’t hurt as much as my heart. Andre…
I blinked, my eyelids feeling heavy, despite my determination to stay awake. Someone please…You have to help him.
I blinked again, trying to stay awake, but the room began to spin, and I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer. The world faded away, leaving me in a state of uncertainty and fear.
Chapter 2
MY EYES SNAPPED open, and I was immediately aware of my surroundings, though a lingering fog clouded my brain. It took a moment for my memory to catch up, and then it all came rushing back.
I was in the hospital.
Vivica. Devon.
I jerked my head to the left. Vivica was there. And Holly. And Devon. He was still here, in this strange and confusing situation.
Hey.
Holly walked over to the bed, smiling as she did. You finally awake, sleepy head?
I cut straight to the chase, my heart pounding with worry. Where’s Andre?
Holly exchanged a glance with Vivica, and there was a heavy sigh before Vivica spoke up. I told her what happened. I think she’s blocked it.
Andre didn’t attack me,
I said firmly, emphasizing the words.
Holly tried to shift the conversation, concern in her eyes. How are you feeling? Are you in pain?
I’m stressed the hell out,
I quipped, frustration and fear bubbling beneath the surface. Does Andre even know I’m here?
You need to stop worrying about Andre,
Holly said. The extra stress is not good for your recovery.
How can I not think about him?
My mind raced with the terrifying thought of what he must be going through. Was he in a police station, or locked in a jail cell?
Sweetie,
Vivica began, remember I told you that Andre was arrested. For attacking you. Now I know it’s hard to hear, hard to believe—
Seriously, Viv—why won’t you listen to me?
I exclaimed.
Let me talk to her,
Devon interjected. He came to my bedside. Alone.
He faced Holly and Vivica. Do you mind?
No, not at all,
Holly said, then squeezed my hand. Vivica offered me a gentle smile, the kind you give someone you love who’s in denial. Then they both left the room.
Why are you still here?
I asked before Devon could speak. I hoped there wasn’t an edge to my voice, but I was annoyed. Which made no sense. I knew he was here because he cared. But still… Weren’t you supposed to go back to LA?
I couldn’t leave,
he said, sincerity in his tone. Not with you hurt like this. I rearranged my schedule.
That must have been challenging for him. I’m sorry,
I said. The stress and emotions were making me irritable. I’m just stressed.
You were attacked and left for dead. If anyone has a right to be stressed, it’s you.
I felt the warmth of his gesture, but it only intensified the feeling of discomfort inside me. He was a kind and caring person, but I knew deep down that I could never love him. I was in love with Andre.
What my friend said about Andre, it’s not true,
I asserted.
You don’t remember what you said to me when I called?
Devon asked. I guess I called at the exact right time because you told me that Andre was attacking you.
No.
I closed my eyes tightly, trying to recall the events of that fateful moment. Devon’s words clashed with my memories, causing confusion. How could I remember something that didn’t happen? I don’t know what happened to me, but I feel . . . I feel like the memory is so close.
It’s understandable that you’re confused,
Devon said. "It also makes sense why you’re blocking out the memory of what happened to you. I know that you loved—love—Andre. But he hurt you, Bella. You told me so yourself."
I shook my head vehemently, wincing in pain as I did. There was pounding pressure in my head. I raised my hand to the top of my forehead, and that’s when I felt the bandage there. Why couldn’t I remember?
I did a little digging,
Devon said. I found a story about Andre when he was in college. He was arrested for violence then, too. Knocked a guy out cold at a college party.
Anger rushed through my veins. You’re digging up dirt on him?
I wanted to add that if he was hoping to score brownie points with me, he’d just done the opposite. Ooh, my blood was boiling.
I needed to know what kind of guy he was,
Devon explained. By all accounts he’s a decent guy, yet you told me on the phone that he’d violently attacked you. So yes, I googled him. He was arrested for violence in the past.
Lots of people get into fights at college.
I can see you’re getting defensive,
Devon said, a hint of exasperation in his tone. But you pleaded with me for my help. I called 911. They got to you in time and saved your life.
I took a moment to absorb his words, grappling with the disconnect between my memories and his account of the situation. Everything you’re saying…on no level does it make any sense,
I said.
I understand,
Devon replied, his tone softening.
I remained silent, a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions racing through my mind. I couldn’t deny that Devon had played a crucial role in saving my life, and his concern was genuine. But I couldn’t accept the version of events he presented, not when my heart and instincts told me otherwise.
What you’re telling me sounds like a bad movie,
I went on. But your call saved my life, so thank you. I am truly grateful for that.
Of course, Bella. My God, I’m just so relieved that I was able to help. The thought of you bleeding out in your house…
Devon’s voice trailed off, and I could see the pain in his eyes at the mere idea of my death. You want my opinion?
he said after a pause. Andre lost it. Something set him off, just like it did back in college. Clarissa also reported to the police that he attacked her after he tried to kill you. So he was arrested for assaulting both of—
Wait,
I interrupted, my mind racing as a crucial detail surfaced. Clarissa?
"She was