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... . "Dance."
It’s not a question.
I look at him. "No."
He doesn’t blink. "You’re going to."
Lucas moves, but I feel it before I see it. The heat of his anger at my back.
I turn my head just enough. "Don’t," I say quietly.
Lucas freezes.
Zane watches the exchange, eyes sharp.
He steps closer and lowers his voice. "You want to stand here and let them dissect you all night, or do you want to give them something else to look at?"
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