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... hing to say but he only stared at Liam.

"Fine. I’ve given you enough time to tell me what’s wrong. What is it?" Liam asked, unable to take any more of Jerome staring at him. "Why do you keep staring at me?"

"I have ears and since you didn’t seem to know last night, they work. My window was also right there. Had I known that was going to be your plan for the night then I would have picked a different room," Jerome said, letting it be known he heard everything.

Liam smiled. ...

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