Alex's POVThey didn't waste a single second.All three of them moved at once, scrambling forward on the wet bathroom floor, scraping their knees against the tiles and their wet hair plastered to their faces.Sharon moved fastest. She crawled toward me like her life depended on it, which honestly, given the look on Dean's face, it probably did.She reached out, her hand moving toward mine, and I braced myself.But before her fingers could make contact, Dean's foot shot out and kicked her hand away. Not gently either. Sharon yanked her hand back, cradling it against her chest, her eyes wide.But she didn't look offended or angry. She just looked terrified."Don't touch her," Dean growled, his voice low and cold, "with your filthy hands."Sharon nodded frantically, her wet hair dripping onto the tiles in front of her."I'm so sorry," she started, her voice coming out cracked and breathless, completely stripped of that confident, mocking quality it always carried. "I swear I didn't mea
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