“You need to go, Warner,” I said. “You want me to go, you’re going with me.” I shook my head. “I can’t leave. I’m working.” “Fuck this place, Naomi. Fuck your little temper tantrum. I’m willing to forgive you.” “Take your fucking hands off her. Now.” My knees went weak at Knox’s voice. “Move along, asshole. This is between me and my fiancée,” Warner said. “Not the brightest answer,” Lucian said mildly. Knox and Lucian were standing at the mouth of the hallway. Lucian had his hand on Knox’s shoulder. I couldn’t tell if he was restraining him or telling him he had his back. Then suddenly Knox
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