Chapter 18 Chapter Eighteen

Asher's POV

“Here,” I handed Enzo coffee when I met him by the door at Spenh. “Two sugars and a splash of milk, correct?”

“Poison,” he muttered as he looked into the contents. “The last time you bought me a drink, we were in a bar fight together. Who are we fighting this time?”

“Relax, my frie...

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