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Chapter forty-eight

Anderson—Come to me.

Roy—Not in your wildest dreams.

Anderson--I’m saying this as your boss.

Roy--And I’m saying this as your employee who doesn’t report directly to you. If you need anything, you can contact my superior.

Anderson--Let’s kiss and make up. I promise it’ll be better than before.

Roy—You’re such a jerk

Anderson—Your jerk (an eggplant emoji)

Roy couldn’t help it. He laughed. It’s been a while since he’d laughed.

“Who are you texting?” A raspy male voice broke into his thoughts and he quickly shoved his phone away.

“No one.” He muttered, licking his suddenly dry lips as guilt washed through him. was he really texting back and forth with Anderson while on a dinner date this Angelo? Eff, this was so messed up.

He should have ignored Bryan’s text after that incident in the alley but how could he when his heart skipped a beat and his blood heated almost as if he’d been waiting for that text?

“Are you sure?” Angelo narrowed his eyes while tucking a napkin into his shirt collar,
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