He Bargained My Mother's Life for a Seat at the Tabl (Perry's POV)

Ryan let out a low laugh—clearly enjoying my stubborn defiance—and leaned in until his nose nearly brushed mine, dropping his voice to barely above a whisper: "It's not too late. Once your mother is settled, we go home tonight, and I'll give you all the arguing you could possibly want."

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