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Chapter 22

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I was pulled from sleep with a sharp knock on my door.

“Go away,” I grumbled.

I buried my head underneath my pillow. It was too early to deal with anyone just yet, but apparently the idiot on the other side of the door failed to get the memo. The knocking continued until I jumped out of bed and flung the door open.

“What do you want, Ethan?” I asked, saying every word with a distinct pause.

I was running on about an hour of sleep. I just wanted to pass back out, but he was keeping me from doing that. Sleep was something that I never had have in spades, so I coveted every moment of it that I actually got. He was a monster for trying to split up me and sleep.

Ethan leaned against the doorframe, dressed in a pair of black shorts and grey tank top. It showed off his sculpted muscles and tattoos. His hair was styled perfectly as always. Both Xander and him had the sides shaved and top longer, but Ethan styled his hair while Xander looked like he just rolled with it. I had yet to
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