Gritting my teeth, I dug out my phone, swiped the screen, and held it to my ear. “Fuck off.” “Well, top of the fucking morning to you, grouch,” Will said. “What’s your problem?” I swallowed again, raising my eyes to the prize once more. “Nothing my dick can’t solve if you leave me alone for ten minutes,” I told him, staring at her. “What do you want?” “To make you smile.”
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