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Chapter 15: Arlo’s POV — Off Balance

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Chapter 15: Arlo’s POV — Off Balance

“You’re still thinking about it.”

“I’m not.”

“You are.”

Arlo doesn’t look up from his laptop.

Kevin leans back in his chair, studying him like he’s a sketch he hasn’t decided how to finish.

“It’s a party, not a contract,” he says. “You don’t need to analyze it.”

“I’m not analyzing it.”

“You paused for ten seconds before answering.”

“I was working.”

Kevin tilts his head. “You always say that.”

“Because I usually am.”

A beat.

Kevin exhales through his nose, no
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