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“I won’t be responsible for you!”

Chloe looked at him, startled. “Of course not!”

“I won’t fight your battles for you or protect your innocence or mollycoddle you in any way!”

“I never asked—”

Gib’s finger stabbed the air, making his point. “I just want it clear. If you stay, you’re on your own!”

Chloe stood her ground. She even looked mutinous. He thought she might bite his finger.

“Yes, certainly!” she agreed. As he turned away, she asked almost belligerently, “Is there anything else?”

He whirled back. “Yes! You’ll damned well keep your clothes on!”