“I don’t know if I have the time,” Daisy says honestly. “I’m booked for shoots a lot this week.” “I think it’s a good idea,” Ryke chimes in from the couch. My brows jump. “Really?” “Sure,” he says, his eyes not softening like mine. “And if Daisy doesn’t have the fucking time, then Lo, Connor and I can help out here. We can push the furniture to the walls for space.” I would love to beat the shit out of Loren. But what’s more appealing is trying to pin Connor to the floor. I’d revel in that win for months. “You want to help?” I ask Ryke. “Why does everyone find that so fucking hard to believe?”
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