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While he was busy getting drunk and making me the designated driver, I turned to Ashley. With the lights on I could see how pale her face was and how she’d nearly bit her lip all the way through the skin. “What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” I teased her. Her hands were still in mine, and I felt them tremble. “Or maybe a phantom?” I guessed, and that hit it on the nail because she glanced away.
I looked around the room and didn’t see anywhere to talk privately, so I dragged her toward the front door. She didn’t like that idea one bit. “No, Jess, please don’t make me go out there,” she whispered to me. I stopped us, and turned back to her with a wink and a smile.
“Come on, I’m here with you,” I reminded her. I held up my cutting knife. “Nobody’s going to dare tr
