Hundred and Sixty One

He chuckled ,“Yeah… about that.”

My brows drew together. “What do you mean, about that?”

Declan leaned against the edge of my desk, folding his arms with that infuriatingly smug look that usually meant I was about to be blindsided. “I didn’t just walk in here to growl at a few gossipy workers, Wil...

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