“Stop. He’s just protective of the people he cares about. He gets super jealous with Soleil too,” I tried to say, but I wasn’t entirely sure that was true. I’d never seen Spencer like that before tonight. It was weird. “Sure.” He grabbed his teacup, looked at it with disgust, and set it back down. He grabbed the bottle of bourbon from last night and popped it open, taking a long swig. “He’ll get his. All those preppy, daddy’s-money-will-take-care-of-everything motherfuckers.” He stared at the bottle and then brought it to his lips, emptying it. He set it down sharply, and I jumped. He rolled
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