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Brittany and Trisha approached from the far side of the studio. They walked close together, shoulders nearly touching, with the careful gait of people entering a room where they weren't sure they belonged. Brittany's face was still puffy and her arms were folded across her stomach. Trisha's hands were clasped in front of her so tightly that the knuckles had gone pale.
"Are we interrupting anything?" Brittany started, and the words came out small.
Kaiden pushed off the wall. "No. Come on over."
They came. Slowly, the way you approached a man whose girlfriend had just threatened to put you down like animals, their eyes flicking between him and the room full of women who hadn't forgiven them for anything. Tessa had stopped shaking Talia and was watching with open curiosity.
Kaiden looked at them the way he'd look at any new recruit.
