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I spent the next few minutes answering questions and winding down the show, my mind only half on what I was saying.

I already knew we were compatible thanks to that night four years ago, but what just happened between us had gone beyond anything I’d imagined when we agreed to do a show together.

I had no clue what Asa was thinking or feeling, but my gut was telling me that doing this again would be a mistake and weshould just take our money and forget it ever happened before we crossed a line we couldn’t come back from.

11

ASA

“Something smells good.”Isaac flopped down in the chair next to me and sniffed the air like a bloodhound. “Is that stir fry?”

I nodded.

“Since when do you cook?” He plucked my fork out of my hand and scooped up a healthy amount of my lunch.

I waited as he shoved the bite in his mouth and chewed. I was used to Isaac’s impulsiveness and his “sharing is caring” way of thinking when it came to food.

“Damn, that’s good.” He handed me back my fork. “You’ve been holding out on us.”

“I didn’t make it.” I stabbed the fork into a piece of chicken.

Isaac blinked at me like a confused owl. “You didn’t?”

I shook my head and popped the bite of chicken in my mouth.

“Who did?”

“My stepbrother.”

He gaped at me, his eyes rounding comically. “The one you hate?”

I nodded, ignoring the twinge of unease that churned in my stomach. I wasn’t ready to get into any of what was going on with Dex right now, or possibly ever.

“Are you sure he’s not trying to poison you?” Isaac eyed my lunch warily.

“I’m sure.” I scooped up the last bite of food. “He’s actually a really good cook.”

“But why is he cooking for you if he’s not trying to poison you?” Isaac tilted his head quizzically. “That seems hella sus for a guy who apparently hates you.”

“Yeah, funny story about that.” I finished my last bite and took my time chewing.

“Oh my god, you’re the worst,” Isaac grumbled when I was finally done. “You did that on purpose because you know how much I hate being cliffhangered.”

I shot him a grin. “Maybe.”

“Evil.” He bumped his leg against mine. “Now tell me what’s funny before I go crazy.”

“The funny thing is, I’m actually living with him right now.”

His jaw dropped like it had been unhinged.

I snickered at his bewildered expression. “I had to move in with him for a bit.”

“Why?”

I snapped the lid back on the container. “Because I got renovicted.”

“What? When?”

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