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Zoe greeted him. Although "greeted" probably isn't the correct word for it. She took a stance in the doorway of the living room. Her arms were crossed over her chest as she surveyed him quietly. He shoved his hands into the pockets of his black jeans, and stared back at her, haughty without any real threat.

"So," she broke the silence, "your parents finally had enough and kicked you out, huh?"

"They didn't kick me out," Dylan retorted. "I'm welcome back when I'm clean."

Dylan Montgomery's pare...