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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
DREW
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Iglance between thewhiteboard and the women seated before me.
“You sure about this?
“Absolutely.”Emily nods.
“One million percent.”Lexi crosses her legs.
“I love it.”Riley sighs.
Leaning against the wall nearby, Mason, Colt and Sebastian are all doing different versions of pursing their lips.
Zander shakes his head.“I don’t know, man.”
“Don’t listen to the single guy.”Lexi points to the whiteboard.“Do this and...just trust us.”
“Stick to the plan.”Riley nods.
“Oh, boy.”Mason rubs a hand over his face.
Fuck it.
What do I have to lose?
