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"Try me"

I inhaled her perfu picked up as she glanced down at our joined hands and closed her eyes

"Casey and I were best friends He was one of my first clients"

"So when you quit today--"

"I lost o I lost him to the money, the fame"

"I’m sorry"

"Me too"

"That won’t happen," I felt the need to add "To ed "We have to be best friends in order for that to happen, and I’o"

I rolled my eyes "Max thinks he’s everyone’s best friend"

Her frown turned into a small smile "I wonder why?"

"Never wonder where he’s concerned Should we eat?"

"Yeah" She nodded "Good idea"

The conversation was forced throughout dinner, so forced that I had our waiter box up our food Maybe Jordan needed to go back to the apartment and think She’d had a day from hell and I’d made it even worse

Gold star for Reid

As distressed as she was, I knew I couldn’t help her I never said I was good at coot back to the apart to work

Because Max was sitting on our couch, ar his features Becca sat on the other couch, pity etched on hers

"Oh, hell," I muttered

He smiled

I hated that sreedy little hands Get married first? Me? Yeah, I’d said that He’d officially won, and I’d been too ass hurt to realize it

On second thought, the girl who called sounded fauiltily

He would

"You bastard!" I charged toward hi

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