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After fidgeting, groaning, and rolling around the entire journey home, Sean had the truck door open before we’d even stopped. He flung himself out, hitting the block pavers as his knees buckled beneath him, and threw himself up and into a sprint for the house just as fast.
Almost as eager, I ground on the handbrake and leapt out myself, slamming Sean’s door closed on my way past.
Groans reached me before I’d hit the top step, and I followed them upstairs and into Sean’s bedroom.
Jem’s glower landed on me the second I rounded the doorframe, bringing me up short. Teeth bared like a rabies-infected mutt, she let out a high-keened cry and ended on a screeched whistle. “Where have you beeeeeeeeeen?”
I held my palms out as I took a step closer.
Pretty much pinioned to the bed by her gri
