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I glanced up to see Melanie, the nightshift hostess, walking towards ht smile Like all women employed in such an elite establishs that went on for days The heels she’d selected for ‘work’ were easily seven inches tall, but by now, that didn’t stop any of us city girls froain

“What are you doing here? I didn’t know you were corew suddenly pale as she reached coet to write so in the schedule? Are you here with—”

“A date,” I interrupted quickly, stopping her panic attack in its tracks “I’m here with a date, actually Forfor myself”

I wished it had come out smoother Why was it that all the professional confidence that kept me cool and collected, under even the craziest of circu aboutabout me instead

But that’s why you’re doing this, I re to advocate for yourself Prioritize your own needs for once Create some well-deserved boundaries

“Oh,” Melanie raised her eyebrows in surprise, slowly closing the book, “so no—”

“Nope, just me,” I cut her off before she could finish In the cab ride over, I’d ht I would not“Well, there’s me andand the date, of course”

Again with the sood use

The whole thing calanced over her shoulder with a conspiratorial suy with the black hair sitting at the table in the corner We’ve all been staring since he came in He’s hot as hell!”

Melanie was a sweet girl, who didn’t have a lot of brains Thehad a similar affliction, but at the moment, I didn’t care

She was right The guy was hot Hot, and du of fun, carefree sex—no strings attached, no spin to create the next

Coincidentally, he was also the perfect patsy on which to practice this new ‘doing so