Chapter 48 A Fuzzy Kinda Feeling
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- “We’re having a picnic!” Kiara sing-songs, throwing her hands up as she waltz into Reagan's office like she owned the place.
- “Kiara, you can't just burst in without knocking, what if he's busy or something?” I complain, my voice a low yell as I tail behind her, entering the office without taking my eyes off her.