Page 122 of The Other Guy

“Gag. Y’all are so sickeningly cute,” April teases.

“I know,” Sierra brags.

April laughs before moving back to the bar and Sierra and I are left alone.

“You need to let him know you know he’s here.”

“I know,” she sighs. “I just don’t wanna.” She pouts but it isn’t annoying. It’s cuter than anything.

“Want me to go get Kyle? We can both go with you — standing on each side of you like bodyguards?”

She laughs. “As appealing as that sounds… no. I need to go over myself.”

“I’ll be right here,” I promise. And I will be. Keeping an eye on her the entire time.

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