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“Oh…” Mara frowns but recovers with another smile. “Okay. See you around.”
She slinks from the store, drawing glances from a random man walking by. My heart pangs at her posture, though, and how she walks with her head down and shoulders slumping in disappointment.
“She’s gone,” Rafe calls.
I creep from the hall to find him still watching her go. Irritation sears through my chest, startling me. Do I have any reason to even be upset?No.
After all, he set down the rules of the game well before last night.
“You know what the fuck that was about, rabbit?” he demands, his tone suspicious.
I push past him, shoving my way out the front door. “You’re right,” I tell him as I step out into the morning air. “You are an asshole.”
