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“It’s been a few months, but in New York that was more than half of my work Why?”

“I’s, but this one is personal I’d love a truly aweso cake for my sister fro is inside, but please don’t leave without exchanging contact info”

“I won’t,” she proain “Tate, isn’t he the one who—" her eyes widened and I took a step back “Sorry, but you’re Teddy Q, the od, I was so obsessed with you back in the day Your long legs and that ass wore jeans perfectly Shit, I loved and hated you for those legs”

“Well, they’re still long but one is damn near useless,” I told her

She frowned “What? They look fine to ht now I’s”

I laughed, not bothering to fill her in on thepieces of the story “I’m used to it, but that still doesn’t tell me why you’re here”

She rolled her eyes before answering “Bossy My brother was part of the club He joined young because we needed money after our parents died Anyway, he joined thestory short, his friend Savior, that’s who I’m here to see”

She seemed nervous and reluctant to talk and I respected her wishes “I e Anyway, they’re in ainto an art form”

“Thanks for the warning”

I shrugged, suddenly feeling way too relaxed to worry about anything that I should be, like work, an increasingly unstable stalker and my vandalized house “Women always hate me,” I blurted out

“We treat each other worse thanwith me

“Amen, sister”

The door pushed open, startling us both, but it was just Tate and his tradeot antsy”

“I did, but sohed as he stepped out, the man they called Savior with him as both sets of eyes took in the blonde pixie

“Mandy? Is that you?” The slare “What are you doing here?”