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Jaht of just five-foot seven inches He was big, round, grey-bearded S beneath his mustache, he looked like Santa Claus with his arms held out
“If anyone needs one it’s you,” he grinnedaway”
Twenty-One
HOLLY
I spent the rest of Monday shopping… and avoiding Donovan’s text es I’d called the front desk at Crunch Ti appoints considered
Between my eekend and what had happened at work, I really just wanted ti ice as hard without a car I’d had to lug everything hoe for them to be shipped My better clients would probably reimburse me for the cost But so shipping when I never had before
And it wasn’t just Donovan I was ignoring… it was Brody and Lincoln too After responding sweetly to their initialsubsequent texts
“Meet me,” Jocelyn’s voicemail had warned sternly “Or DIE”
It was the one part of e twice already, chuckling each ti her to invite her over for dinner
Dinner consisted of Chinese take-out I’d always thought the 1 Best Kitchen was a hilariously redundant naood their shrimp fried rice was, maybe not
In the coether Jocelyn waited until our drinks were poured, and the sleeves were off our eggrolls I was surprised she even gave
“Alright,” she said flatly “OUT with it!”
I smiled back at her innocently from my end of the couch “Out hat?”
“You know Godda about!” she said “Your date on Saturday Yourwith Lincoln yesterday What the hell happened to you today that you soot out of work early All of it”
“So you wanna know about my date, huh?” I asked