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Fiona sat in the KFC with Shane and Aislinn, her nerves getting the better of her.
She glanced around, wondering if they should be in public, but the streets were public, too. And that’s where she’d be if Shane hadn’t taken them in.
He smiled. “I guess we’re all in this together now. Like the Three Musketeers.”
She studied his lips, wondering what they would feel like, taste like.
She blushed and stared down at her food, her stomach in knots. The last thing she wanted to do was eat.
She picked at it anyway, and watched his eyes travel to the door again, as if expecting someone or something.
He had not gone into what kind of trouble he was in, but she could sense he was on edge.
They both needed to come clean soon if they were going to stay together. Each needed to know what the
