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His eyes widen as does his sincere smile.

“I’m not the one doing anything. I’m sure you figured that was all Fi

“Yes, but you’re the one stuck with the bill.”

“What’s money if you don’t have happiness? If it can help you, then I know it will make Fi

“Is that why you did it? To make Fi

“Loyalty and friendship are why I’m helping. I’d do anything for any one of my friends. Just as I know they would do anything for me.”

The words should be nice to hear, but somehow, I get an awful cringe in the pit of my stomach, wondering just how far their loyalty to one another would go.

I’m about to say as much when I hear footsteps approach behind Lincoln.

“Who’s at the door?” I hear Fi

“Look for yourself.” Lincoln chuckles, opening the door wider so that I’m no longer hidden from Fi

“Stone,” he croaks, his beautiful eyes bulging from their sockets.

“Hey, quarterback. We need to talk,” I tell him point-blank, grabbing his hand and pulling him away from his rooted spot.

“Talk?” he asks, confused, yet keeps his hold on me, unwilling to let me go.

“Yep, and you’re going to tell me everything I want to know. You can count on it.”