Chapter 97 IN LOVE WITH LACE

DANTE’S POV

I stand outside the bathroom door for a long moment, still smiling like an idiot just staring blankly at the door.

Listening to Micah’s flustered shuffling inside, I'm once again reminded of the way he’d shoved me out with that red face of his that looked like cooked lobster.

It was a...

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