He didn't even pause. He just grabbed the orange juice and poured more.
"Alyssa," I said, louder. "Your trainer."
"Yeah, Paige," he leaned against the counter. "I've been meaning to tell you."
"Tell me what, Cole?" I demanded.
He took another sip of orange juice like he was watching sport.
"I've been meaning to tell you."
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