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“How’s your day going?” he asks me softly.
“Good. Not as eventful as yesterday; that is until you all walked in.”
Kyle and Connor are still standing in between us with Kyle now hugging Jenson’s leg and Connor leaning into my side. I rub his head as I joke with Jenson.
Then I glance past him.
Dylan and Brayden are staring—I meanstaring—at me.
Dylan blinks first.
“I was just…realizing something,” he says with an embarrassed grin. “I wasn’t leering or anything. Not that you’re not beautiful, Olivia.”
Jenson whips around. “What the hell—”
