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But still, something inside me wasn’t meshing.

I glanced past Jenner to where Hannah was seated at her desk. With her profile aimed in my direction, I watched her tug my favorite lip. Jesus, all I could think about was that lip bobbing over my crown, sucking the cum out of me.

“Declan?”

I cleared my throat. “There isn’t a goddamn thing we can do about Hannah’s internship ending. The girl has to graduate and study for the bar. What, does he want her to put that on hold for him?”

Jenner laughed, rubbing his hand over the side of his beard. “I don’t think he’s saying that at all.”

Really, neither was I. Something far larger was eating at me, but it was much easier to channel my anger to Walter.

Jenner stepped inside my office, his back now against the wall. “You want to talk about the elephant in the room?”

Hannah, goddamn it.

I was sure he was curious about why I hadn’t spoken to Dominick and why he hadn’t heard anything more about our relationship—if there even was one or if we’d fizzl