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"We have been over this, so I aain, understand? I did not fuck her," he growled Tate glared up at hirowled right back

"Oh, you’ll go You’ll go if I have to drag you there by your fucking hair," he warned her

"You’d probably love that," she snapped

"So would you"

She sighed and some of the tension went out of her body She rolled her head to the side and looked out the open doors Theup odds and ends Jameson stared down at her Detach with her Tate had a way of detaching herself Like she was present, could say all the right things, but she wasn’t really there – she was somewhere he couldn’t reach

He hated that

"I don’t want to go there," she whispered

"Why?" he demanded

"I don’t like it there," she answered

"You used to love it there," he re the operative tered? You keep clai is fine Apparently, it’s not fine at all Apparently it’s all completely fucked," he called her out She turned back towards hi lunch you had, wasn’t it," she breathed

Busted

"They’re concerned about you," Jameson said softly

"But you’re not," Tate finished his state stupid I’ questions you know the answers to Now get the fuck up, and get dressed," he ordered