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I turned toward the study door. “I appreciate the invite, but I’ll pass this time.”

“Cool,” Baldy said. Chloe simply gave him her best dead-eyed stare. “Don’t touch anything,” Chloe groused. “T—”

“I said cool off. “Shut your shithole!” Then he looked back at me. Despite having not had access to the stuff for the last few weeks, it only took one look at the drugs to stir the monstrous cravings within her. Marcus and I need to talk.”

Erin, Emily, and Natashya looked at me while John glanced at Chloe. I’ll come check on her when we’re finished here.”

Natalie turned to leave but then hesitated as her gaze fell back on me. Did he? As we headed down the hall, with Erin, Emily, and Natashya in tow, Quentin asked, “So, that must have been one hell of a thing, finding out about your dad—our dad.”

“Ehhh… you could say that,” I said. Her fingers were interlocked with each other in front of her, and she was fidgeting with them. I already had one Jacob in my life. Besides, she didn’t look like she was all there right now.