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“Yeah?” She looks a little lost.

“Definitely.” I sling an arm around her shoulders and start to propel her along the trail. “Come on, that asshole’s phone isn’t gonna find itself.”

“I’m sorry about all that,” she says quietly, trying to laugh it off.

“You’re good.”

“I just got a bit overwhelmed. I really missed having him as a friend, so it’s nice to have that back, even if he’s being a little intense.”

“I know, I got you.”

The trail narrows after a couple hundred meters, and I have to drop my arm from around her so we can walk single file. I put her in front of me so I can keep an eye on her, worried she’s going to start panicking again if she’s left to her own devices.

I’m pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of my phone ringing. When I see the caller ID on the screen, I nearly hurl the fuckin’ thing off the ledge.

Stabbing the green icon with my finger, I answer, but I can’t get a word out before Trevor starts talking. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

“I’m gonna fuckin’ kill you.”

Chapter Thirty-Four

ROWAN

RUTH

Your butt looks cute in those pants

Rowan

You’re gonna get me in trouble

RUTH

Ask the camera guy to zoom in for me when you get back out there.

Rowan

Have you always been this annoying?

RUTH

I was trying to tone it down

Rowan

That was you toning it down?

RUTH

TRYING being the operative word.

Rowan

Failing.

RUTH

Shut up. It still worked.

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