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“What the hell, Dahlia?” I said, glaring at her and rubbing the sore spot in the middle of my forehead

“You scared the shit out of ripping the fabric of her bright yellow halter in her hand

“Idown to pick up her keys to the shop

“Sorry,” she said, at least having the decency to look embarrassed I dropped the keys in her hand “Why are you up so late?”

“I had a work thing,” I gruhtstand Mr Thayer’s special notification

“When don’t you have a work thing?” she asked, rolling her eyes and leaning against my door jamb If she only knew

“It was a special project I’ on It went in a direction I didn’t think it would” I plopped down on my bed

“Telldown beside me

“Have you ever gotten involved with so to seriously fuck with your head? Like maybe completely destroy you, but you can’t help it?” she asked, laying back onon with her lately She’d been a bit quieter than usual Working longer hours with her triple crown client, as I’d dubbed hi all wrapped up in my own shit

“What’s going on?” I asked, laying down next to her She had her eyes closed and shook her head

“It’s nothing I’ stupid I don’t have time for complications I don’t have tiht?” she said, pushing up fro to stop her froot a chance t

o talk

“Dahlia, you know you can talk to et a carton of ice crea I don’t really feel like trying to go to sleep right now, either”

“Sounds good, but instead of ice cream, we can order some Chinese food Plus, we still have that macaroon tower yourout of the rooanache ones”

We sat up the rest of the night gorging ourselves on sweet and sour chicken andold 80s movies This hat I needed, I didn’t need the distractions that came with Killian Mr Thayer would want results froe he’d built