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“There’s something else,” she says. “Something I didn’t want to say over the phone or text. You can use it as leverage. As a last resort.”Cleaning Their Mess?s “What?” Her eyes meet mine. “Tell him Lydia’s alive. And if he agrees to help Finn, I’ll tell him where she is. But he’s not to mention…

He’d need to have a damn heart to begin with. I’ve had it. “Does anyone else have anything they’d like to get off their chest?” I say, raising my voice. “Now might be a good time to accuse me of changing the weather and instigating the first world war too.” “You’re not even sorry,” Victoria…

“Heyyy,” Serena squeals. “What the hell? Not even a hello, and you’re dragging me away?” “Just walk,” I mutter. She stumbles for a second but regains her stride. Quickly, I look behind us to see that Hunter hasn’t moved from his position. There’s a weird look in his eyes. “Who was that?” Serena says. “The…

“Fuck, Sloane,” I hiss as it feels like my dick is being mashed. Her body continues to milk me, the feeling driving me wild. I can’t hold back any longer. I pound into her again and again, chasing my own release. With a final, deep thrust, I let go, filling her completely. Just as I…

Then I kiss a path down her stomach until I get between her legs. I inhale. God, I missed this. Missed her scent. My mouth meets her. “Knox,” she gasps, fists tightening in my hair. I rub my face against her like a man gone feral, then drink her in. Tongue flicking, circling, devouring. Her…

She snatches it from my hand, glaring. Then reaches for the toothpaste with exaggerated irritation. She starts brushing-aggressively. When she bows her head to spit into the sink basin, I step in and gather her hair, keeping it away from her face. And then… she aims for her tongue. She keeps her eyes on me…

“Printing. How about you? Playing chess with Wes in the breakroom?” Wes blushes and bolts, keeping his head down, shoulders hunched like a kid who just got caught stealing candy. Carla, on the other hand, clearly plans to do damage control. “That’s not what it looked like, Sloane,” she says. I grab my printed files…

I want to tell her she’s the only person I’ve ever wanted to do right by. That she’s the only one right now I’d actually make an effort to keep. But I don’t. I don’t know how to say any of that without sounding like I’ve gone soft. So I don’t say anything at all….

But I stop myself. That’s the fixer in me taking over. My Finn-fixing radar is on high alert, and I’m telling it to stand down. A cab crawls by, headlights bouncing across the pavement. Finn lifts a hand, and it Pound Of Flesh pulls to the curb like it was summoned by fate itself. He…

I rub my temples. “Could you just… stop fawning over my mother’s husband? And why the hell didn’t he call me? Why send you two?” “He said something about your line not getting picked up, Jenna says. With a sigh, I grab my phone and scroll through my notifications. Jesus. Twenty missed calls. From Mom….