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She banished me back to The Brothel from the bottom step of her porch with a kiss to tide me over until our self-i us to get in our workout even if there o feet of snow on the ground

I ht I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy rocked up on my side of the street

Johanssen leaned against his car with his hands shoved in his pockets like he was enjoying the freezing air The grungy, dirty snow piled around his feet matched his personality to a tee

“What the hell are you doing here? Come for another serenade?”

Like he couldn’t help hiaze flicked to the house a fen froe stauitar

But she’d moved out We’d helped Brick move Annalise out at the end of last school year She’d transferred to another school halfway across the country

“No, I’m here for you” His smile teetered on friendly, which made it even worse

“Sorry if you expected an invitation inside We’ve got a ga you for this season”

I stepped onto the first step of the porch

“Except, ible and all” His heavy Northeast accent from way above the tristate area was like nails on a chalkboard

“What the hell are you talking about?” I swung around and stared at him

He shrugged, his ss with Felix? I hear he’s a very generous agent”

Ice cold prickles that had nothing to do with the snow on the ground ran down my spine

“I’ement you came to”