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Leo
“Leo?” Teegan’s eyes bug out of her head.
“Why are you at my table?” I look over to her friend. “Nice to see you again, Sophie.”
“You, too.” Sophie’s voice is meek and from what I witnessed standing across the room, I don’t think it’s her usual personality.
“Go dance. I got Teegan.” I slide in to the booth until my leg touches Teegan’s. A current of electricity courses up my leg and straight to my groin. Bad idea.
“I’m sure you do, but—” Sophie stands at the edge of the table.
“Go, Soph, I’m good.” Teegan gives her friend the go-ahead and Sophie runs toward the dance floor. “Are you here with Oscar?” Teegan asks.
“You know Oscar?” If she knows Oscar, she should know that he’s my business partner. I use that term loosely since he only owns ten percent of the company, but his
