Wren smiled, letting me have my moment of joy—before she gutted me, going straight for the kill shot. “So, how long are you gonna make me sit here until you tell me what’s going on with you and Brooks?” I closed my mouth, only to open it and close it again. “Um, nothing. He’s my landlord.” She stared me, deadpan. “Rumor is he found out in the middle of ripping your top off.” “What?” I choked, heat crawling up my chest. “Who is saying—” “Relax,” she said with a laugh, patting my wrist. “I’m only teasing you. No one’s saying anything, and believe me, they’d hear an earful and catch a foot in
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