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Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Flynn

“Fucker needs to get a damn coffee pot,” I

grumble, grabbing a container of orange juice from the top shelf of

the fridge. I lift, expecting weight, but it’s light as air.

Shaking it up and down, there’s no swish of juice inside. Of

course.

A warm hand ...

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