Chapter 111
“No,” I say flatly. Not because I’m bothered by the question, but because now I wish I had taken Grace up
on he offer.
“Shame. You’re way less stabby when you do.”
“Good to know.” There’s a brief pause, then I add, “What about you and Dex?”
Felix snorts. “Wow. Deflection and curiosity? I’m honored.
“I’m serious.”
He shrugs, still typing. “Doesn’t matter.”
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