Page 124 of The Wicked

“I can offer her a job,” I said at the same time as Garrett said, “We can give her a job.”

I loved that we always thought on the same wavelength.

“Weird note,” Lewis said, reading over my shoulder. “Addy’s the pretty blonde, right?”

“No,” Garrett told him, his tone sharp.

Huh? “Yes, sheisthe pretty blonde.”

Lewis laughed. “Garrett’s just telling me she’s off limits, but don’t worry; I’ll behave.”

He sauntered off, whistling a quiet tune as he headed for the stairs. I didn’t know much about Lewis other than the fact that he clearly had money, but he seemed polite enough.

Garrett watched him go, a dark look on his face. “Well, this should be interesting…”

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