“Look, I don’t mean to pry,” I say. “But why are you naked in Compton’s kitchen?” She smiles, crossing her arms over her chest. It helps a little, hiding her nipples away. “I’m staying here,” she replies. “And I didn’t expect anyone else to be here. You were all at the beach. Why are you in Compton’s kitchen?” “He sent me to get more food,” I reply, gesturing to the bags of chips on the floor. But wait—oh shit—did I miss something? Is Tess doubly off-limits? Being Doc Price’s friend is a chain-link fence. Being Compton’s girl is a brick wall. “You’re staying with Compton?” “Well, technically
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