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One second, I was safely tucked against the wall, nursing my whiskey and pretending not to stare at Leo Annison like some lovesick idiot. The next, Vanessa’s fingers were digging into my wrist, dragging me forward.
"Vanessa—" I hissed, but she cut me off with a glare sharp enough to flay skin.
"Shut up and walk," she muttered, her grip unrelenting.
I could have pulled away. I should have. But the closer we got to Leo, the harder it was to remember why that w ...
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