Chapter 9 Not a Tag-Team

“You work here!” I scoff in my defense. In honesty, it's a bad counter. Ezra Knightley is a grown-ass man, not some puberty-driven teenager who can't find the right hole. And it's definitely a bad comparison, but whatever. “Roman—”

“Roman disappeared.” Ezra's voice is hard when he cuts me off. His ...

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