“I came to apologize, something I can’t really do with an audience.” He stops short, noting my discomfort. A muscle twitches in his cheek as he looks me over, probably remembering the hopeless girl who tried to pickpocket him only last night. I look nothing like her now. “I’m sorry for getting you into this, Mare.” “Mareena.” The name even tastes wrong. “That’s my name, remember?” “Then it’s a good thing Mare’s a suitable nickname.” “I don’t think anything about me is suitable.” Cal’s eyes rake over me, and my skin burns under his gaze. “How do you like Lucas?” he finally says, taking an
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