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Jensen
“What the f**k is going on?” Landon asked.
Oh, f**k!
Fuck!
“Landon, man”—I casually disentangled myself from Emery as she was hastily doing the same, looking shell-shocked—“you’re back.”
I’d been meaning to tell Landon about Emery so he wouldn’t hear it from someone else first. I had known he was coming back for Christmas. But I’d thought I still had a few days. I’d wanted to make sure things were official with Emery before bringing it up with Landon. Now…he was here.
“Cut the s**t, Jensen. Just answer the question. What is happening right here?”
Landon pointed between the two of us, but neither of us said a word. We just stared forward at Landon, as if he might be an apparition that would disappear at any moment.
“I meant to tell you—”
“Tell me what?” His posture was s
