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Then I outright laugh a little when Jude also crashes into him while chasing the soul.
“What the fucking hell are you doing?” Gage snaps, standing over me.
“Careful, pretty boy. It looks like you’re talking to yourself,” I say as he looks up, seeing the homeless gawking at him and the others like they’re all insane.
Grown men with weapons they’re swinging at air and yelling at a girl no one else can see? Now who looks crazy?
A little triumphant grin toys with my lips.
Last year, he bought a very pretty girl a black, sheer slip of lingerie, and he had her wear it with some really sexy high heels.
That’s what my next outfit is, and he stares down at me with intense, hard eyes. There’s almost a palpable energy between us when he reaches down and adjusts himself.
My lips curl in a knowing grin. He can get aroused easily with the others so close.
Why haven’t I done this sooner? They’ve been cruel. So I should be as well.
“This just got interesting,” I say to myself as Gage stalks off.
Score one for the phantom girl with no memory.