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52 - Oakley.

I clench my fists by my side, watching as Dimitry's hand tightens around Eva's hip, pulling her closer to him. They've been dancing for a fucking hour nonstop, and I'm almost ready to deck him in front of everyone.

Eva's trying to wind me up, as she hasn't looked at me once. I saw her try to get out of dancing about twenty minutes ago, but that rat Dimitry won't let her out of his clutches.

She's insane if she thought I'd be okay watching him all over her like this. I'm a fucking loose cannon, ready to explode at any moment.

Archer claps a hand on my shoulder. "You look tense, Oak. What's up?" He squeezes my shoulder. "You feel tense too. Perhaps I should introduce you to my masseuse."

I narrow my eyes at him and nod toward Eva and Dimitry. "That's what is up," I growl.

He smirks at me. "Jealous, aye?"

Arch knows how to wind me up like no one else. "Careful, I'm on the edge of doing something I'll regret, and you taunting me will not help."

Archer laughs. "Chill. It's not like he has
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