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... t fucked-up scene at the convention still gnawing at me. But as soon as the door cracked open and Delilah’s face peeked through, everything else faded. Her eyes, wide and nervous, scanned me quickly.
"Evan," she said, her voice low, cautious. "Ivy’s not with you, right?"
"Nope," I replied, leaning against the frame. "Like I told you, she’s off for a few hours."
She hesitated, then opened the door fully, revealing what she was wearing. My jaw fucking dropped. Delilah stood ...
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