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2024-10-29 19:42:56"What the hell is this here for?" Brooke eyed the third backpack in the backseat beside her. "He is not invited." She pointed an accused finger at Blake.
"Unlike you, I keep things near for safety measures," Blake bit back while driving us to the location Mr Kingston ordered me to wait in.
I stared at him with raised brows. I very well knew what flavor pancakes he was cooking in his head right now. He had been against me going to that vacation. According to him, Mr Kingston was a dangerous man, and I should stay away from him. But when Brooke battled against him, he had to step back. So he insisted on driving us there with an extra backpack.
"You're not doing anything like that, caveman," I warned him. "I'm only going there to work, and Brooke will be there to take care of me."
"She can't even take care of herself," he scoffed, referring to Brooke's clumsiness.
"Hey! At least I don't for
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