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Lee
“What gives with you two, Burrows?” Darius asks, nodding in Shayna’s direction.
“There’s a story there?” Chase adds.
I tip back my drink. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Every time I see you two within five yards of each other, there’s friction.” Darius hits me on the shoulder, and I just barely suppress my cringe.
My shoulder’s been a little tender lately. Nothing big, but enough that I’ve noticed.
“Maybe she just gets tongue-tied because I’m the QB1.” I flash a wide smile and tip my drink back to avoid having to answer any other questions.
The guys let it slide when Dr. Frampton comes by to say hello. We chat with him for a minute before we’re told to make our way to our seats for the dinner portion of the evening.
Usually I don’t mind these things. It’s a
