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He adjusted himself and winked, then sobered and snagged my hand to get my attention. “Hey, you going to tell me what was wrong? You can’t play that kind of music in the dark and tell me you’re okay.” This was it. Time to set the trap. I took a slow breath in through my nose. “I was just worried about Reyna again. She’s upset about her father coming back. From what I can tell, he’s a terrible man.” “That’s awful. She say when he’s coming back? I’d still like to make plans for your birthday.” “The night of the twenty-seventh. Late.” Just over a week. The minimum time I needed to get everything in place and the night before my birthday. “When can I take you out?” “Rey might need me that night, and my family is having a big dinner for my birthday, so maybe we could go out Sunday. That work?”
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