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Left Out

This wasn’t just any guy and it wasn’t Jack either. This guy was gorgeous. His hair was black and almost shiny-like. The eyes that stared at me where a breath-taking sea green. And his face, his features looked like they were carved out of stone, perfect in everyway. “This is James.â€? Trey told me quietly.

“Hey. What’s your name?â€? he asked me. His voice was … indescribable and mystifying.

“It’s Kit. Hi.â€? I continued to stare at him and he matched my glance. Finally, I had to look away.

“So Trey, are you sure about this?â€? James asked. Huh? Sure about what?

“Didn’t have a choice. So, whatever.â€? Trey mumbled.

“What are you guys talking about?â€? I interrupted. Being left out gets me pissed off.

James clapped a hand down on Trey and laughed. “This here is my—”he stopped when Trey gave him a look. A look I didn’t miss too. “This is my good friend, Trey. You see, Trey here owes me … a bit of a favor.â€?

“What kind of favor?â€? Now I wasn’t just pissed, now I was annoyed.

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