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“Dude Mason Calm down”

“You cal to do about this shit? It’s unacceptable”

Yeah Whatever the hell these guys were arguing about—or not arguing, I really couldn’t quite tell what the second guy thought about any of it—I didn’t want to get in the nize the hint of danger in soo off

I pulled open the door to slip back outside, but as I yanked on it, the first voice called over the railing one flight up

“Hey!”

Fuck They better not accuseIt’s not my damn fault they decided to have their little confab in a public stairwell

Reluctantly, I turned around—

And stopped short

It o of the guys I’d seen in the convertible the other day

The one with chocolate-brown hair was taller than I’d realized, and his aristocratic brows drew together as he stared down athih the backof the town car

His friend was the one with hair so black it alht It was cut close on the sides and longer on top, the straight strandsnose, a defined jaw, and his shoulders were broad as fuck They earing the male version of the uniform I was, but he’d taken off his blue jacket, and his ripped shoulders and biceps filled out the fabric of his dress shirt like they ht split the seams at any moment His ice-blue eyes were kind of blank, al down at me

I realized belatedly that I was staring too, gaping at t

hem like I’d done in the car with Jacqueline What was it about these guys that knocked me back on my heels like this? I was usually pretty quick on the draw, especially when it came to self-preservation, which for some reason, this moment seemed to

It felt like I needed to get out of here as fast as I could

As though sharing a seous they ht be, was hazardous to my health