I sat on the porch outside the hospital for a few minutes, trying to catch my breath. Things aren’t getting better. They’re just… not.“Sleepyhead.”Ivan dropped into the seat beside me, pulled something from his pocket, and lit up a cigarette.“I’ve been looking for you. Where did you go?”I just stared at him, that annoyed, do n’t-push-me kind of stare. I wasn’t sure if I was pissed at him for smoking, or because of what I’d just learned about Jazper Ray. Probably both.He took another drag. “Hey, what’s with the mood?” He moved the cigarette to his other hand, keeping it away from me.“I didn’t know you smoked,” I said flatly.He winked, that crooked smile in place. “Now you know.”The smell hit me again, sharp and suffocating. I coughed and waved the smoke away. “Ivan, can you not?”“Sure, sure. Sorry.” He stepped five paces back and leaned against a post, still smoking.And of course, now every woman passing on the street was staring at him, tall, handsome, one hand in his pock
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