I turn to Scottie, because he’s far too quiet and way too smug. “How did you know from the beginning, Gabriel?” He gives me a “get real” look. “I knew what would occur the second Rye stormed out of Stella’s birthday party.” “Oh, you did, did you?” Arrogant ass. He probably did. He’s creepy that way. “Love, why do you think I set you up with Marshall, who happens to look far too similar to a certain dithering idiot here? I’d had it with all the sexual tension dressed up as antipathy. Thought you both could use a little motivation.” “That’s some Machiavellian shit right there,” Jax says with a
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