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            Hearing Meg’s comment from behind her, Sam gritted her teeth and kept her head down as to avoid eye contact with either one of them. Once the ordered had been followed through, she thanked him softly and ushered him out before he could say anything.

            “That’s not what’s happening here.” she corrected, turning back to the auburn and leaning against the counter. “Not in one bit.”

[ ;“That’s not what’s happening here.”?

Pfft. Yeah, right.

It took virtually all of Meg’s self-control and capability not to scoff at the peeved teen lingering beside her.

(After all, “denial” wasn’t just another river in Egypt.) ]

“Uh-huh,” the Grecian simpered, looping a strand of auburn hair around a disbelieving fingertip. “Y'know, if you were snooping around for some ‘alone time’ with him, you could have just hollered.”