MYKEL “Is she okay?” I asked Blaze as he walked into my hotel room. “For a second, I thought you genuinely care.” He grumbled with narrowed eyes. “Cut the bullshit, Burns,” I snapped. “Don’t you know she dislikes that kind of words?” “I’m working on it.” Blaze finally noticed that I wasn’t alone in the room. “My friend Dash Chandler. Dash, this is Blaze, Adley’s best friend.” While they exchanged pleasantries, I dialed Adley. She picked up right away. “Can we talk?” “Bad idea,” the two assholes chorused, staring at me as if I went mad. “It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding,” Dash added. I covered the mouthpiece. “It’s not that—” “What?” Blaze growled. “Real wedding or you two are in love? Are you fucking serious right now?” “Aren’t you both getting married like real fucking married?” Dash argued. “Of course, this is real.” “Then fucking stick to the plan.” I glared back at Blaze. “He’s right, man. Pull yourself together. Just talk to her over the phon
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