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– Mr. Twigson, I hope the unpleasant scandal that I might get into solely through your fault will pass into oblivion – that’s all I care about. You can take care of your psychotic fiancée and leave me out of it. Because if you do…
– …I get in trouble? – He interrupts me, and again he can’t hide the sneer.
– Actually, I had a more straightforward follow-up, but let’s have your version, since you’re so reverent.
– Crape… what? – The snout chokes with laughter, but then he bursts, and the last thing I hear before I press the end button is a loud burst of his laughter.
Infectious, my ass!
Because when I put the kettle on to make myself a killer strong mint tea, I see my own smiling reflection in the polished enamel surface.
Chapter 9 Margot
– Shea, are you sure you didn’t get the wrong show? – I stare incredulously at the movie titles on the big scoreboard, and the name of the hyped sequel to the famous horror flick about exorcists is lit in the red room for the appointed time.
– Scared? – he winked and, taking advantage of my confusion, put his arm around my waist, pulling me in close enough to put his thighs against mine. – Don’t tell me you wanted to go for pink snot.