Chapter 22 Game On

Turner’s POV

A low chuckle escaped me before I could stop it. 

By the time I leaned back against the kitchen counter in my dorm suite, I was shaking my head, a grin tugging at the corners of my mouth.

"...What's so funny?"

Ezra's voice came out defensive.

I rubbed a hand across my jaw, trying—a...

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