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Whisper could tell he was angry. His tension had been apparent from the second he’d grabbed her hand and dragged her away from the kitchen stool. As far as she knew, he hadn’t been in Bosco’s bedroom, yet he found it without wavering and marched on inside.
He’d tossed her onto the bed and gone back to slam the door. Unfortunately, he didn’t join her and went to pace in front of the terrace access instead. Whisper sat up and pushed herself to the middle of the bed to lean back against the headboard. Discovering Score’s purpose would hit Zay harder than it had her, so she waited for him to pace it out and process. Whatever he needed, she’d do her best to provide.
“I don’t even know what to say,” he said, though Whisper wasn’t sure he was actually talking to her. “Where the f**k did he
