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Chapter 12

The chime of Moon's phone stops him from answering my question. He places his glass on the small side table, twists up a bit, and takes his cell from his pocket. He checks the screen and like a teenage pro, sends a message. He looks up at me after sending it. "Alex is here with our food." At the thought of El Tiempo, my stomach rumbles. Moon cocks an eyebrow.

Hell even that's sexy.

I stand up when I hear a soft knock at my front door.

"Sit. I'll get it and bring everything over here," he says as he heads to my door, like he owns it, and opens it for Gomez. Moon takes the food and I see Gomez peer at me over Moon's shoulder. I can't identify the exact look he gives me, and I tell myself that I don't care. So what if Gomez is impressed with the way I handle myself. That and a dollar will buy me an ice-cold Slurpee. Moon closes the door with his elbow while holding the bag in one hand and a six-pack of Corona in the other. It reminds me that I was being observed inside the bar. It's so
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