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“I've known you for years.”
“And?”
“I've never seen you dance.”
“You don't attend enough eighty-five-thousand-dollar-a-plate environmental galas to witness that, apparently.”
“Clearly my mistake.”
Luca snorts. I rub a hand over my jaw.
“What else do you twat waffles know?”
Silence. Now I'm suspicious.
“You know, boss, that kind of language hurts,” Luca mutters.
I ignore him.
“Jackson?”
Both Koa and Tank answer.
“What?”
Christ.
“Never mind.”
Tank laughs.
Then Luca says, “Look, we know she's been staying with you.”
Every muscle in my body locks.
“How?”
He actually has the decency to look slightly concerned now.
“Relax. Nobody's spying on you.”
“I wasn't concerned about spying.”
“You look concerned.”
“I'm deciding whether I need new security.”
“You don't.”
“Then how do you know she's staying with me?”
Dane finally takes pity on me.
“Carolina mentioned it.”
I look at him.
“Carolina knows?”
