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I had to suppress a laugh.
“Sure,” I answered, walking over to the breakfast table where they were all seated. “What do you want to talk about? The fact that you punched my date who may or may not be my fated mate?”
“What?” Adam said.
“Or the fact that Lila now has to learn to distinguish between premonitions and dreams?” I asked as I sat down between Colby and Dominic.
Dominic threw back a couple Advil, then raised an ice pack to his face where Aaron had punched him.
Dominic narrowed a glare at Colby. “You can go,” he said nonchalantly.
Colby glanced nervously between the two of us.
“He’s welcome here,” I corrected, glaring at Dominic.
“We have family matters to attend to,” Dominic said to me, as if this were sufficient reason to kick Colby out.
“Then why aren’t you asking
