Chapter 117

I don’t even know what I am seeing here.

It doesn’t look innocent at all, and a sudden lurch of nausea chokes me, twisting my heart and stomach into two tight knots of wincing pain.

Dane unhooks her hands from him and pushes her away by the wrists, hissing in a low tone that he obviously is trying to keep discreet. He hasn’t clicked that I am standing here yet.

“My girlfriend is ten feet away. Stop it.” Dane steps back from her, avoiding what seems to be clawing groping hands as she tries to grab onto him again and turns to walk away, stopping dead when he sees me watching them. His whole body halts, his expression switching from a frown to instant shock.

My face must be a picture of disbelief and pain because even in the dim light, I see the color drain from his face, and his normal bro posture dissolves into something less cocky. ‘Maisie’ if that’s what she’s called, spots me and covers her mouth with her hand in a tiny gasp and seems to start to cry.

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