Claire’s POVThe room Nick gave us was at the back of the clubhouse, down a hallway far enough from the bar that the voices behind us faded by the time we reached it. It wasn’t much—one bed, a dresser, a nightstand, a lamp, and a small bathroom—but it was clean. Nick carried in a first-aid kit, two bottles of water, and another blanket, setting everything on the dresser before pointing at the deadbolt.“Locks from the inside. Teo will be up for a while if you need anything.”Lilly sat in the middle of the bed with Mr. Pickles in her lap and Teo’s enormous black socks bunched around her ankles. “Does he really snore?”Nick looked over at her. “Like a chainsaw.”“How do you know?”“I’ve known him a long time.”“That doesn’t mean you sleep with him.”Nick looked at me.I bit the inside of my cheek. “She’s tired.”“I’m not tired.”“You complained about being tired in the car.”“That was in the car.”Nick gave me a look that said I was on my own with that one. “Check her arm.”“I will.”He
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