I flashed him a grin, but looked back over. Nate hadn’t sat down. He stood between the two tables. When his gaze caught mine, I saw the flash of anger. I shook my head. He should’ve known that was going to happen. He always would’ve had to choose, I just changed the game. He was going to have to choose a lot sooner now.

 

 

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