“And, for your information, even if I wasn’t still mourning the untimely death of my fiancée, pursuing an employee is tacky and frowned upon.” “I’m getting weird vibes.” Riggs licks the ball of his index finger and raises it in the air, closing his eyes. “Yup, there it is. There are horny winds coming from the east.” I stand to the moron’s east. “Even if there are hurricanes of horniness, I demand you don’t act on them.” The voice belongs to Arya. I turn around, studying her. “I don’t like to be ordered around. What’s your angle?” “That girl is an angel on earth. She visits the children at
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