Maddoc reaches over Raven, pulling another coffee mug from the cupboard, and holds it out for me. “Oh... no, I... just no.” I shake my head, spin on my heels and yelp, my hand flying to my chest. Royce grins in front of me. “Scared?” “Dying inside,” I hiss, but not in a whisper. I know he’d only say it louder, so I let them hear and another round of laughs follow. “Good. Now next time you won’t try to sneak out.” “I wasn’t sneaking. I was, you know, quietly leaving.” “Sneaking.” He pushes closer and good god, he’s shirtless, and oh look, my bra’s in my hand. I stuff it beneath my shirt—more
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