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A PETTY GAME

Author: LUNA INK
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-25 23:47:50

Aaron's POV

The man stood up.

That was mistake number one.

"Something wrong?" he asked, strained voice, fake calm. He was faking not giving a damn, but I saw the flicker of tension in his jaw, the way his fingers wrapped around the edge of the table. Riley, or whatever his last name is, was mistaken for being possessive. Charming.

Ethan was already between us, one hand half-up like that and what was already burning inside me might be chilled. "Guys, stop, please. You're making a scene."

Too late.

Riley stared at me like I was some intruder. "You can't just slide up next to him like that, man. We were having a conversation."

I released a small laugh—low, piercing. "A conversation? That's what you call it?"

He scowled. "Yeah. A conversation. May I?"

Oh, I minded.

Every molecule in my body was vibrating, outraged, possessive. Who the devil did he think he was, speaking to me that way? As if I were interrupting a date, when the reality was—he was having lunch with my husband.

Ethan was t
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