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Chapter 9
Chapter 9 It started like any other Game Night. Jorge joined them this time, and no one brought Settlers to steal Chase away, so Trevor actually got to play a game with him. That was cool. Trevor tried not to be annoyed every time Chase’s phone pinged with a notification and he answered a message or text or whatever. He didn’t let it affect his playing or talking, and it wasn’t like he was the only one glued to his phone. Hell, Kate kept sending Trevor inappropriate GIFs probably intended for someone else, but he didn’t correct her because he was too amused. Plus, Trevor had managed to sit next to Chase at the tiny table, so they were rather bunched in and Chase’s shoulder pressed against him—a constant support—and distraction. Trevor had even gotten off a few other random touches (arm,
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