Then I saw him out of my peripheral vision lift his head and give me a funny expression that had his cheek going up that millimeter. “You told him I don’t work here?” I picked up my fork and speared a piece of beef with it before whispering, “Yup.” You couldn’t trust anybody these days, hello. Not even your own—Stop. Rip shook his head before he shoved his chair back and got to his feet. I flashed him a closed-mouth smile that I was pretty sure he recognized as not being totally authentic. But he lifted his hand up, and before I could even blink, his fingers pinched a loose strand of hair off
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