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Didn’t even fuck that night.

That’s when I knew shit had gotten slightly off course.

Fucking Samantha made sense.

Taking her ass to dinner because I actually enjoyed sitting across from her?

Different.

I knew exactly how this started.

Xavier Lawless helped put me in prison for seven years.

His wife was supposed to be one more thing I took from him before he even realized I knew what he’d done.

That part hadn’t changed.

What changed was Samantha.

She wasn’t just useful anymore.

I actually liked having her around.

Sam slipped her phone back into the little waterproof pouch.

“You ready?”

I looked at her.

She immediately pointed at me.

“No.”

I laughed.

“Didn’t say shit.”

“Your face did.”

“What my face say?”

“That you trying to get us permanently banned.”

“Wouldn’t be the first place.”

She smacked my chest.

“Come on.”

I caught her wrist before she could walk away.

“Hold up.”

Her smile faded slightly.

“What?”

“You good?”