He Kept Explaining My Job Until His Phone Lit Up

down on her plate so quietly I still heard the metal tap the china.

Ethan snatched the phone from Ryan and stared at it.

His mouth opened.

Closed.

Then again.

“This is some profile piece,” he said. “That doesn’t mean you bought Harrison.”

“It does.”

He kept reading. His thumb moved down the screen. I could see the little muscle in his cheek jumping.

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