McKenzieAs Ike spoke, my stomach sank lower and lower. Still, I kept a hold of Will’s hand, thinking it might keep him from punching the smug bastard.“She’s nineteen. We’re not ‘working on the Masterson heir’ for another few years yet,” Will said, defending me. “And another thing, about college—”
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