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“Well, get used to it,” I said, jumping off my seat and walking over to the sink.

Landon took my plate from me and washed it under the water, glancing over at me with those piercing blue eyes that would’ve given me shivers if I didn’t know how emotional he was, especially with me.

“I hope you don’t think he’s staying over all the time,” Mom said, glancing over her shoulder at me while she cleared the kitchen island. She placed the dishes on the counter beside Landon, looked at him, then cracked a smile. “I’m kidding. I’m kidding. You’re welcome to come over, but no guns or weapons in my house.”

“No guns or weapons in your house,” Landon said.

“Yeah, Landon uses his fists as weapons,” I said, wondering what the hell was going on with Mom.

Since last night, she’d been acting a bit more … understanding of the Poison boys, especially Landon.

I wondered what had happened, what had changed her mind and attitude toward him.

My stomach tightened. Maybe I didn’t want to know. It couldn’t be good, could it?

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