Maskfall
I could not stop a soft sound from slipping out.
Josh's tone sharpened instantly.
"Donald, who's with you?"
The man behind me cursed under his breath, pulled my clothes back over my shoulders, then grabbed his phone and hurried out into the hallway. He left in such a rush that one earbud slipped off and stayed behind.
A moment later, Donald's lazy, teasing voice came through. "Just an ad popping up on my phone."
Josh's voice relaxed. "If your thing with hating women wasn't still acting up, I'd think you actually touched Yvette."
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