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Chapter 31

作者: Daniel Paul
last update 公開日: 2026-02-19 17:23:02

Alex POV: Jodie Doesn't Cook

There's a noise in my head that the late-night jazz playing in the bar is unable to quiet.

Stanton’s nursing a glass of whiskey beside me, his sleeves rolled up, his tie loosened. The place is almost empty. From where I'm sitting, I can see a few suits unwinding, a couple laughing out loud in the corner.

I swirl the last of my bourbon, watching the ice melt.

“The pictures on Instagram weren’t my idea,” I say. “Jodie posted them. The convertible, the couture place,
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