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Scott — Stoner Steve (1)

Author: Scarlett Jane
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-30 19:46:00

How did we get here? An hour ago, we were in our apartment, talking about our first vacation away as a couple. Now we were sitting in a club, in the VIP section, waiting for Luca to show up.

"We shouldn't be here. If Jenny's genuinely missing, your mom should have called the cops," I said, trying not to let my frustration show.

"We need more information. Jenny is the daughter of Don Angelo. If anyone's going to know what's going on, it'll be Luca," Stacy said, hiding her shaking hands under the table and clasping them together.

"Whose number you just so happened to have and who was only too happy to drop everything to come out and see you," I said, realizing how petty and jealous I sounded considering the circumstances.

"Oh grow up, Scott. He called me once. Once. Coincidentally, it was the night you were flirting with my sister. Remember that? I didn't even know who it was when I answered," she shot back.

"We talked about this. I did not flirt with your sister. You knew who it was wh
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