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“No cap?” Dipshit asked.

Wade’s brow furrowed. “No cap? What does that mean?” He looked at me for clarity. “Last week, they said Ian had a great flow, and I don’t know what that means either, but it makes me want to gouge my eyes out when I hear it.”

“Hair, man,” Dipshit said. “It means his hair.”

I pinched the bridge of my nose. “I swear, you two have a death wish.”

Dipshit ignored me, looking suitably impressed at what he’d just discovered. “Poppy, huh?”

“I know, right,” Rob said knowingly.

“Fucking legend.” Dipshit gave me an appraising glance. “Banged the boss’s little sister, huh?”

Chest roaring, I took a step forward. “You sayonething about her, and I will make you spit nails for a week.”

He held up his hands. “Hey, more power to you. She’s hot.”

“What did I just say?” I yelled.

“It’s a compliment,” he said, backing up defensively.

“Didn’t feel like one,” I growled. “How about you go work elsewhere right now?”

Instead, he leaned up against the wall and gave me a head-to-toe study. “You seem to get very angry when the subject of Poppy comes up.”

Wade flicked him a pointed look. “I think he gets this angry every time you open your mouth actually.”

I took in a deep breath. Three more hours. I could keep my composure for three more hours. Dipshit nodded his head like my reaction was giving him all the information he needed. “I know exactly what’s happening here.” He glanced at Wade meaningfully. “My mom’s a spiritual healer.”

“I can’t do it, Wade.” I dropped my chin to my chest in defeat. “Make it stop.”

Wade didn’t make it stop. Hecouldn’t. It was like a runaway fucking train, and at this point, I’d step in front of that train just to make this entire conversation go away.

“Do you feel like something in your life is out of alignment? Like, with the universe.”

Rob nodded, face serious. “That makes a lot of sense actually. He’s never happy.”

I leveled him with another glare and snatched the nail gun off the table again. “Are you still talking?”

Dipshit looked between Wade and Rob. “It’s more common than you think. Our bodies are a walking energy field. When our vibrations are low, we seek control in the wrong places, feel stress and anxiety and depression. But if you simply shift your thoughts,” he said, laying a hand on my shoulder, “you can manifest the life you want once you’re back in vibrational alignment.”

Lifting my chin slowly, I held his gaze. “What’s your name again, Dipshit?”

He smiled. “It’s Trevor.”

“Trevor?” I said slowly.

“Yeah?”

“If you don’t take your hand off my shoulder, I will break it.”

Smile fading, Trevor swallowed, carefully retracting the grip he had on my arm.

“Thank you,” I told him calmly. “Can we get back to work now?”

The two of them moved away, thank God, and Wade snickered under his breath.

“What are you laughing at? You’re probably vibrating at the wrong frequency too, old man.”

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