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The blonde began to wail. Ignoring that mess, Whisper kept her focus faithful on her husband who burned his gaze into her for another ten seconds before spinning around to march away. Dragging her along behind him, Zaid forced her to hurry, pulling her against his back.
They got into the corridor. Rather than return her to the front of Kitty’s, he led her out the back. They went through an exterior courtyard that had a few others in it, and up a set of stairs to an alleyway.
Her shoulder was beginning to ache as they strode to the street, but Whisper let him keep tugging her along. Half a block later, he stopped and whipped her around in front of him.
Tossing her hair back from her face, she exhaled a deep breath. For just a second, she studied him, appreciating him up close before
