Chapter 13 Thirteen

Kian.

I sighed, rubbing the bridge of my nose. 

“Yeah.” I stood, glancing down at Fianna. She was mid-sip on a fresh drink the server had snuck in. When did that happen? Her eyes were already glazing over. 

“Stay put,” I muttered to her.

She waved me off with a sloppy grin. “Go play gangster.”

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