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Imani moved closer to me when I exhaled and put her legs over mine. “Can I try?”

“No,” I said.

“Come on. It’s been a long week already with you in the hospital.”

“No,” I said again, placing the bong on the ground, opposite of her.

She pressed her lips together and crossed her arms. “But—”

“No.”

“Here,” João said, handing her the blunt.

I knew what that fucker was doing too. When he had talked about Imani and me earlier, I had recognized that look in his eyes because that was how I felt about Imani, and I knew that was how Kai felt about Imani when she spoke to Akio.

Jealousy.

João wanted Imani to himself—or at least for her to like him too—as much as he wanted her to believe that he didn’t give a fuck about her.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I asked him.

João smirked. “Making her part of Poison one slow step at a time.”

“You’d better not fucking give that to her,” I said between clenched teeth.

“What are you going to do?” João taunted me, waving the blunt at Imani for her to take. He tilted his head as if to test me and banked on me not being able to take a hit. “Hit me? I’d knock you back on your ass with a wound like that.”

“It’s fine,” Imani said, waving it off. “I don’t want it.”

“Don’t let this asshole influence you,” João said.

Imani snatched the blunt from his hand and watched the satisfied smirk he placed on his face, and then she hurried to the bathroom and flushed it down the toilet. “That’s for being a dick to me.” Then, she smacked him across the face. “And that’s because I felt like it. Stop being an asshole.”

And with that, she sat on the couch next to me and rested her head on my shoulder. “Now, can you please tell me what’s happening on Friday?”

But as much as she begged me, I would never tell her. She might want to be a part of Poison, but she would be in way too much danger if she was.

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