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Devil's Kiss by Ella Frank6/28/2023 He walked around to the side of his Jeep and pulled open the door. He was so damn antsy lately, and for that he could thank his brother, Alan. With a smoke between his lips, he lit up, then shoved the pack back in his shorts. There’d been a reason he hadn’t come around to see Finn when he first moved back from Chicago two months ago, but it wasn’t something he was in the mood to talk about yet, even if he was one of the two people on the planet who would get all the shit he’d been dealing with. But he’d known he had to make an appearance sooner or later otherwise Danny boy would’ve shown up asking questions. That was gonna get old real quick if he had to stomach their nauseating displays of I love yous longer than the fifteen minutes he’d been in there. He needed a f*cking cigarette after watching Daniel Finley and his damn professor get all sappy and shit. As he strolled toward the curb, he pulled a pack of Marlboros from the pocket of his shorts and flipped open the top. It was the first day of August, and if the sweltering Floridian sun was any indication, today was going to be hotter than hell’s waiting room. DEREK PEARSON PUSHED open the door of Leighton, Finley & Associates, and stepped out on the paved sidewalk.
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