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Chapter 28

My head jerked up, and I stared at Torin over the bar's countertop. Not fucking again! If this shit kept up, he was going to need to be wrapped in bubble wrap for his own damn protection. Lord help the man!

With a shake of my head, I ran around the counter, heading towards Torin; at least he was walking this time, which was a plus.

As I neared, he looked in my direction. Then, holding up his hand, he assured me, "I'm alright, Marl."

"You don't look alright!" I argued. "There is blood—"

Before I could finish, Torin shook his head. "It's not mine, Marlowe."

I gaped at him. "Then who the hell's is it?" I exclaimed..

Torin just shrugged, then asked, "Does it matter? It's not mine, that's all you need to know."

**~TORIN~**

I'd hope to make it to my room and change clothes before Marlowe saw me. Yeah, so didn't happen. Now, she gazed at me, her eyes curious. I was making things worse with my evasive answers, and I knew it, but she didn't need to know what had gone down.

I'd set out gunn
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