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Tate laughed and unwrapped herself fros up and carried them into the hotel suite Showed him around a bit, let him ooh and aah over the décor, the balcony

"Seriously, Ang What are you doing here? Ja, I’ here," Tate asked while they looked out over the ocean Ang turned towards her

"He calledyou out here, thought maybe you’d like the coo?" she asked

"No, Satan"

"Jameson called you!? Hiuffawed

Ja had never become friends They tolerated each others’ presence for her, but they were just two totally different people They were cordial and polite, got along on a basic level, but that was it There were no phone calls or textwas downright bizarre

What the fuck is going on?

"He called you – teeks ago – to ask you to co on this trip till yesterdaysed thickly and shrugged, turning back to look out at the water

"Might have only been a week, I don’t know And he only said he ht wantthat he actually wantedbroke it down

"God Itheir talk in the hammock – which

"Not surprising You’re kind of an asshole"

Tate punched hi to eat, and you can tellher ar hiht actually be a little over having sex," Ang told her, and Tate burst out laughing

"I don’t believe it You? Not possible"

Ja, so Tate took Sanders and Ang downstairs to a restaurant Sanders told Ang all about Moscow, and Ang told Sanders all about reach-arounds

Just like old tie to the conversation Tate had often wondered if the rivalry between the twotime, but both still seemed to be locked in so ti had left to find a bathroom Tate snorted

"I shouldn’t have to owe you for so I didn’t ask for," she pointed out