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I looked in the mirror and took a deep breath My face was pale and there were circles underexhausted had a way of htmares had made it difficult to truly rest A tap on the wall next to the curtain un behind h

"Everything okay in there?" Owen’s voice was quiet

"Yeah I’ the shirt from the hook, I tucked my sweater under my arm and pushed the heavyover to the rack I replaced the shirt and turned to Owen "Ready?"

"Are you?" He placed a hand on my cheek

"Yeah" Sure I was ready Why wouldn’t I be ready to e? Pfft I shrugged and handed hi, will you?"

He took the hidden gun fro a hand on the suided me out of the shop "Do as I say I don’t knohat Marcus has gotten hily"

"Gee, you think?" I fidgeted withforward, the neckline revealing e than I wanted

"Leave it" Owen’s eyes dipped down to the top of my breasts

"What?" My eyebrow raised in annoyance Noasn’t the ti me how to dress In fact, never would the perfect time for hie" His eyes moved up to "

"Vulnerable?" I sneered "That’s the last thing I want to look like!"

"It’s always better to be underestiers tightening enough to lare at hiht"

"What the hell are you doing?" I pulled onyou toa step, he marched directly to the front door of the house he had pointed out earlier

"Owen" I pulled onrestrained was starting to make me panic, despite my brain’s reassurances

With a quick uard on the steps "I need to see Marcus"