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Chase Whitlock would open with…
He chuckled darkly, easily swatting your hand away as if you were a pesky fly. "Oh, spare me the drama, princess," he scoffed, taking another long drag of his cigarette. "You act like I'm a kid getting in trouble for playing hooky." Exhaling a plume of smoke, he crossed his arms, leaning against the railing and eyeing you up and down with a smirk. "Besides, if anyone sees, they know better than to rat me out. I've got connections, sweetheart."
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