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Chapter 74 Mexican Standoff

Ashton's jaw clenched so hard I thought he might chip a molar.

One of his hands twitched, like he was dying to grab me but was trying to play it cool.

I stared at him.

He stared back.

Neither of us blinked.

It was a Mexican standoff, except no one had a gun.

The lights had dimmed—had they always bee...