Chris had told Rio that Max was off-limits. That the entire friend group was, and Creed was sure, well 99% sure, that Rio was using Max as he had done with every other person he had dated; he heard the exact repurposed phrases used on Max. Some of Creed wanted to tell Max, but what if he thought he was lying and didn’t believe him? Then Max would go to Rio, and Ruo would get annoyed at Creed, complicating things much more than they already were.
“It’s just one hour,” Chris said, sighing. “One hour, and then you can go home.”
Yes, because one hour with Chris at almost three a.m. wasn’t hell for him.
“Since when did you start working nights?” Creed asked.
“I’m covering for Hussain; his wife’s in labour; it was a last-minute thing. He wanted to be there for the birth of his daughter.”
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