“Are you going to be okay?” “I’m fine.” He’s lying. “Try again.” He smiles; a real smile that makes me hate his dad’s fake one even more. “I’m pissed right now, but I will be fine.” “Better.” I tip my head toward the door. Another hour or two and we’ll both be free. “Shall we?” He nods and falls into step next to me. “Too late to take you up on your offer of getting drunk and naked?” My mouth falls open as I suck in a surprised breath. “You heard me?” “It took a couple of minutes for it to register, or I would have immediately agreed.” He holds the door open for me, and something in his
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