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“It must be nice to have minions”

He pulled the driver’s door open forto be ina

“I can give or take athe authority and the power to make shit happen that’s nice”

I looked at Race over the fra what you’re doing? The power?”

I wanted to ask how he could be so couns on hier He didn’t see behind those forest-colored eyes and under all of that glorious hair on the top of his head

The di the muscles in his shoulders ripple and my tummy dip

“In a place like this, there aren’t veryaround Thatunder the surface and a lot of bad people doing those things I’uy either I’s to stop theood ones left in this godforsaken place That’s why I do what I do”

I gulped and tried to tell myself that this didn’t make a difference, but it really did He smirked at me and turned to walk to his flashy car

“Besides, soht as well be me I don’t have a trust fund anymore”

There it was The two sides of hietarrogant and flippant about his current circumstances

I got in ate open so I could exit the co It was industrial, ht in the center of the Point, which automatically lent itself to a sort of filthy, postapocalyptic feel For all his posturing about not being part of this place, Race oozed an essence of wealth and refine in a place that didn’t even really have furniture or anything to oing on with hi circumstances weren’t so all over the place, there was a really solid chance I would spend an inordinate a to unearth the deeper subtext behind his choices

The drive out of the city was fast, mostly because I was in a rush and worried about as happening atto outrun the man and the red sports car behindmy mind anytime soon, and I also knew if Karsen hadn’t called and interrupted, I would’ve taken a step with Race that would fundamentally alter the relationship we had

All the lights were off in the front of the house when I pulled into the driveway I took a long second to collect -sleeved sweater in the backseat of the car to coverto wave Race on, hope he just kept driving, but he stopped and got out of the car, the new Mac clasped in one hand Crap I had forgotten all about the computer

He didn’t give ht laptop inkiss to my parted lips and told et a handle on whowith you Forward es, and look over the notes I saved for you I rearranged the that class, but they are clearly an idiot and should never have gotten tenure”

All I could do was gape at hi

“Race” I called his name and he looked at me over his broad shoulder I didn’t knohat else to say to hirinned at me and I just shook my head

“This”—he pointed a finger between hi Maybe not now because it isn’t a good tiht not be around all that long, but at so down Be ready for it, Brysen”

How could anyone ever be ready for that? I practically ran inside when I heard the motor on his car rev up I slammed the front door behind me and marched toward the kitchen, full of so many different emotions that I could taste all the different sweet and sour flavors of theue