“Oh? Should I go back there, then?” I snort a laugh. “Give Dougie another shot?” “Wouldn’t go that far.” “How far would you go, then?” He’s taken aback by my sharp tone. “What?” “You heard me. I said, how far would you go? Because from where I’m sitting, it sure seems like you’re determined to cockblock me.” A grunt-snort hybrid escapes him. “The things you dream up in that head of yours, Karras.” “I’m right, aren’t I?” I force down a lump in my throat, steeling my spine with confidence. “For some twisted reason, you want me all for yourself.” “Fine.” His grip on the steering wheel tightens,
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