Megan," we both blurted at the same time. He was less than two steps behind me as I bolted towards the private rooms. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Recognition struck me immediately. Brett Taylor. Oh no he did not just do this.
I propelled myself across the room, grabbing the guy by the hair, wrenching him from on top of her. Yeah Bitch fightin! That’s what I’m talking about.
You're under arrest, buddy," I heard as I felt my wrists being shackled behind me. Can I question him – Can I?? Can I??
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