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Chloe Bishop's coldness hit Xavier Grayson like a bucket of ice water, turning the atmosphere stifling. "Do you really not want to see me that much?"

Sensing her tone had been harsh, she explained, "That's not what I meant. Didn't you come here to talk about something?"

Xavier stared at her in silence for a long moment, then began pulling things from his pockets—trousers, jacket