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A warning

The faint scent of familiarity drew him from his slumber. Demetrius eased himself from Jamie’s outstretched arm then slipped from the bed. He thought to throw his shirt on but it was already too late; Cassidy had helped herself into the bedroom.

His sister raised a brow at him, displeased by his current condition but for the moment, she didn’t comment on it. “You weren’t at school.”

He nodded toward Jamie. “I needed her to sleep.”

“Dem, that’s not your responsibility. Look at you.” She gestured to his bare chest. “Have you forgotten what we’re supposed to be doing? You asked me for my help and I’m willing but…what is this?”

“You’re overthinking it,” he said. Demetrius reached for his shirt, slipping it on. Despite the cavalier gesture, Cassidy’s words had made him self-conscious. “She’s no use to me dead and her body’s beginning to fail.”

His sister narrowed her eyes. “You’re lying.”

“Drop it.”

“Demetr
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