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When Nikkie finally left the restaurant, a hand circled around Rickson's shoulder. "What was it, brother? Since when and who was she?" Jeremy asked with a teasing smile.
"Don't let your mind’s horses run wild. There is nothing of that sort." Rickson said in his usual oh so called serious voice.
Jeremy looked at him with a narrowed and suspicious voice, "Don't fool around. I could see if there was something or nothing at all. Dah!!. . Let Jacob come here, he will force out the information on his own." He pulled his arm back with a huff.
Rickson smiled at his mention, "Instead, he will be giving all the answers though. I am also waiting for him."
"Huh? Means?" Jeremy questioned dumbly.
"Nothing. . Just a self talk to myself."
Jeremy ignored him and said, "Speaking
