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67

ASHTON

"Fuck," I cursed, forcefully detaching myself from Lennox. I ran my tongue over my teeth. Kaleb was watching us closely from the tour bus. I stood rigidly on the curb, trying to refocus on my phone.

Lennox shot Kaleb a cold glare, then adjusted his microphone. "We weren't even kissing."

From a distance, I could see Kaleb adjusting his microphone and speaking.

Lennox unhooked his earpiece, letting the cord dangle on his shoulder, and turned up the volume on the radio.

Kaleb's voice came through the earpiece speaker. "You two look like a couple. If you want to do that, do it on the bus. The windows are tinted."

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