“I meant to tell you,” Shane said, once Kent was out of earshot, “I was impressed with what Troy was doing.” “Did you forget to tell me, or did you not tell me because you still hate him?” “I don’t hate him.” “Hm.” “I’m glad you’re friends, or whatever,” Shane grumbled. “I will tell him you said that,” Ilya said, “next time we are showering together.” Shane elbowed him in the arm. “Shut up. I’m trying to watch this.” “They are setting up pylons. Is that what you want to watch?” Shane ducked his head, which meant his cheeks were turning pink. Wyatt suddenly appeared in front of them and leaned
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