Paige doesn't like it when Drake doesn't move fast enough, "do I need to get a BOB? We'll see who's quicker: me popping in his batteries, or you popping me." Drake he's well the boy has no damn people skills, "she put her hands on her hips. "This isn't some strip joint where you pay for your meat and beat. Put it away." He paused, realizing he'd insulted her. Sh**. Not meeting her gaze, he shoved the money back into his wallet and stuck his wallet back into his pocket." I loved Paige and Drake and I loved their relationship, "oh, you're up." Her gaze wandered down past Clyde to the hard evidence of how up he was. "Oh," she said again. He waited for a reaction, but her expression stayed perfectly bland. "There's coffee, if you want it." I think this will be a series that I have to read.
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