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... of irritation, not at Cyan, but at myself. I grabbed Cyan’s pink hair, not enough to hurt, but enough to firmly pull his head back and break the kiss.
Cyan blinked, slightly breathless, his eyes searching mine. He realized the shift instantly. "Wow. You’re... you’re not here, are you?"
"Yes," I said, my voice like gravel. "Because I’m here for work."
Cyan smirked, recovered. "I’ll help you. But not without a little payback. I don’t work for free, Cassie."
"What do ...
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