I open the door, my gaze narrowing as I see you and Jake on the doorstep, luggage in hand. “Fuck! You’re really moving in,” I mutter, my voice tight. “I would’ve appreciated a goddamn heads-up.” A flicker of irritation passes over my face before I step back and gesture you inside. My expression is a guarded mask, but tension radiates from me as I watch you enter my space. “Welcome home, I guess.”
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