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... ill oddly formal for the gym. Elio, on the other hand, rocked a graphic tee and joggers, his confident smirk intact.
The other two, however, looked like they'd walked straight out of a luxury catalog. Tailored shirts, sleek jackets, and watches. They didn't belong here—not in a gym where people were dripping sweat and grunting mid-rep.
Allen groaned inwardly. "What are they doing here?"
Gerry, still leaning against the bench, smirked. "That should be my question. Why are ...
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