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He s up, he places his forearms on the desk “Just point them out, and I’ll have them delivered for you”

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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WE’VE BEEN AT the club for three hours now We’ve had drinks, shots, and danced our asses off

“Do you want to talk about it?” she asks as we come up to the bar for a refill I’hts, but it’s getting hard to see

“Nope” My problems are not hers And I’m still unsure of this ritual shit Does she have to tell Gunner if he asks her? Would she willingly tell hi to keep this toshe can fix anyway

“Okay,” she says, not concerned that I’ from her “Just know I’m here if you need me”

“Here you go, ladies Courtesy of the two gentlemen at the end of the bar” The bartender sets two shots down in front of us

I look over toto see dipshit again Thankfully, the guys haven’t bothered us since Sarah told them to fuck off But instead, I’ at lass of scotch Gunner stands next to hi his eyes narrow on mine It’s funny I’m not even mad or surprised that the fucker found me

“I swear I didn’t tell hi my shoulder

“It’s fine” I nod, picking up my drink I stare at it for a second before I throw it back Some misses my mouth, and the coldness runs down ht

“Fuck theo dance,” she offers when I set the empty drink down

“Lead the way,” I half joke I’ht Hell, not even Matt can piss ht now

She grabs my hand and pulls h the people, bu into them until we’re in the center I throwmy hips to “Taste of You” by Rezz and Dove Cameron