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Stella closed her notebook. So what does that have to do with Dena Miller?
by Fuck. My murmured curse only spurred her on.She hurried back to the conference room and leafed through her reports.
by If you want my help, you’ll let her go.Now they’re just being rude for talking during the movie.
by Of course, Billie said, almost dismissively. You’re a Bridgerton.Stay with me for a little while, he whispered and I lay back down.
by There was the spike again. I should’ve been nicer to you.She handed me a pile of ten-dollar chips through the Plexiglas window.
by Of course. He patted my behind as he’d grown fond of doing.What are you going to do? she asked, her voice trembling.
by That’s not why I didn’t ask you out. I was scared of Braden.I’m not lying, Derek. A cool voice spoke from behind me.
by If he got two turns, then I vote I get mine later, Ezekiel points out.At least some things haven’t changed, Rachel said with an eye roll.
by You know what my problem is, he said. It’s you.Trey snorted. Which part of you dug up the backyard?
by She twirls the ax at her side. Did you come here to train or not?Try these, she said. Joelle wears them and she has a big butt like yours.
by Who was that? Baker asks.Not all newly turned vampires are cut out to be murderers, you see.
by He considered that for a moment, soaking it in.Definitely not man perfume. No, this was something completely different.
by Yes, sir, Porter says, this time visibly relieved. Not a problem.He turned as she walked away. Until next time, Miss Single.
by My eyebrows bunched together, confusion over what she was trying to say.Jesus, I say. What do you think is going on?
by Arrogant prick, the grizzled old man said as he reached for his drink.He toed my bag. Did you bring any towels? Or treats?
by Mona shook her head. We don’t need to kill Magnus.