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Hail still was not completely on board with Frost's plan, even after meeting the brothers. They might be good at what they did, but he was not a fan of having her ex-lover around. A fact that he had made exceedingly clear to her numerous times that morning. She faced off with him in her black tank and matching shorts, her hair a curtain of icy waves all around her. "I get that you don't like him being around, but they can actually help. We both have a past and neither of us was exactly a saint before we met, but he can help. It was nothing serious, we were both looking for something to make the nights a little bit easier. I'm here with you now, I chose you so get over it." "Get over it? I don't have my past lovers coming into our home and parading in front of you!" Frost growled at him a