“Ouch. That hurt, Dylan.”
“It was meant to.”
He took his shades off, looked t them, and tucked them into the front of his shirt.
“Now. What's the real reason you came here?”
“Call it a shopping spree.”
“Find what you wanted?”
“Still looking, but I saw something I like.”
“Terribly sorry princess.”
Dylan stood and walked out the door. Rylan followed him.
“No need to leave, Spade.”
“It's hilarious.”
Rylan caught up to him.
“What is so hilarious?”
“The fact that you think we belong together because my last name coordinates with your hero name. That is what's hilarious.”...
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