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Chapter 15: Noodles & Chaos
Taylor Uncertainty had never been something I was okay with. My sister had often compared me to a skittish cat unable to feel anything but fear for the outside world. A comparison I was never pleased with. However, as the smile on Tatum’s face fell and his jaw went rigid, I knew something was wrong. His entire body screamed turmoil, hesitation, and concern. His body tense, his eyes darting to the kitchen window as he cleared his throat hanging up his phone. “Is something wrong?” Our eyes meet, Tatum’s eyes calculating what he was going to say before letting out a heavy sigh and placing his phone back into his pocket. “How strong are the wards?” Who the hell answers a question like that?! Panic filtered through me. For a man who seemed to have his s**t together since I met him, eager to
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