Winter had about five invitations at once. Good thing I was right there, looming over her shoulder and scaring away any potentially interested parties. “What?” she snapped and looked up at me. “Don’t tell me you have more to say?” “You think I’m going to let the girl everyone thinks is my girlfriend play Fire Truck with someone else?” A pulse beat in her neck. It was strange to think I’d once found her so unreadable. Now, her emotions seemed clear as day, even though her ice-queen poker face hadn’t changed. “I thought you didn’t want anything to do with me, remember? Which means I need to find
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