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Chapter One Collateral Captive
Chapter One Collateral Captive"Tom! Someone's here for you," I call out while trying to look demure because I didn't want to make a fool of myself in front of my brother's new friends. At least, I hope they're friendly. They wait patiently at the door and offer me a small smile. It is disarmingly sweet and I can't help but respond in kind. I feel like I should be wearing something better than my tank top and booty shorts. Then again, this is our apartment and it's not like we were expecting people today. It's a Sunday, after all. I have my hair tied up in a messy bun because I was cleaning the house earlier and I look all sorts of messy. It's their fault for coming to our house on a Sunday evening. One of the men tips his head up and does that thing shifters do when they're trying to sce
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