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Eddie rubbed her shoulder for comfort. "I have the feeling calling you Drama Queen right now would be inappropriate," he whispered, matching her glare with an unbothered shit-eating grin.
Eliza grabbed a tiny shovel from the nearest shelf to her side. "Do you want this shovel shoved up your ass, Munson?" She demanded. But his grin was contagious. She couldn't help smiling back.
"Woah!" Steve snapped his head up.
Eddie winked and threw one leg over the bike bestowed to him. "My answer may not be what you expect."
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