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“For the last time, I’ll be alright! Hell, even MJ and Angie are being uncharacteristically agreeable, which is downright scary,” Max growled several days later.
Ashure tried not to grin. He understood why Tonya wanted to return to Yachats this evening—for the same reason he did. It was driving them both crazy that he had to wait for MJ to fall asleep before he could slip out of the bedroom and into Tonya’s. He repeated the exercise in the wee hours of the morning before anyone woke.
At first, he hadn’t understood why Tonya was so adamant about it. After all, they were both adults. She had stumbled and stuttered, trying to explain before she bowed her head and groaned in frustration and finally confessed that she had promised Max and Angela that she would never sneak a guy into her r
