I glanced up sharply. My suite door opened, and Beck and Raegan walked in. He had one hand in the back pocket of her jean shorts and was wearing sunglasses despite the fact that it was past 9:00PM and we were inside. Fucker. Raegan glanced at the broken table and then up at me, her expression unreadable. I could never fucking figure out what she was thinking. I hadn’t stayed alive this long by being bad at reading people. It was just her. She picked up a huge shard of glass with delicate fingers and brandished it at me like a sword. “One of these days you guys are going to have to bring me to
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