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She sat back with a disgusted look on her face. “You think your dad was hot? Aubs, I know this is a new thing for you, but you really shouldn’t be thinking that way ab–”

“God, Callie. No. Not my dad. The guy working there. He was absolutely gorgeous. He was unlike anyone I’ve ever met. I haven’t had those types of flutters in my stomach in a long time.” I felt myself getting flushed all over again, just thinking about him. “I need to shower,” I professed.

I got up and headed to the bathroom. In true Callie fashion, she followed right along with me not caring for one second about privacy.

“Oh no you don’t,” she said as she sat on the toilet. “You are telling me right now about this mysterious hot man. Who was it? Was your dad not there?”

I stripped down and got into the shower, turning it on. I made the water cooler than normal to try to calm all the heat running through my body.

“He was just some guy working there, but Cal…he was so fucking hot. I wanted to lick his smirk right off his face. He was playful, a little bit snarky, and you could just tell he was one of those suave types.” Now that I thought about it, he acted just like my ex, Max. God that’s upsetting. That ruins the image a little bit for me.

“Wait so hot-man was there but no Dad?” Callie asked.

I chuckled, I loved that she was trying to keep me on task by making sure I answered all the questions asked.

“Yes, Callie. I will meet my dad tomorrow. He was just settling in from vacation, or something, so he was home.

“Okay then. Now about this hot man…” She wagged her eyebrows.

I chuckled. “Well, I basically told you everything. I was only there for a little while. Oh, but his eyes were this perfect shade of blue, and the scruff on his– ugh, I need to stop.”

Callie and I both laughed.

“Okay, well do I need to–” She stopped talking abruptly, so I peered around the shower curtain with shampoo dripping down my forehead, nearly missing my eye.

“What?” I asked, annoyed.

“Well, I was going to ask if I needed to make myself scarce tonight so you could bring him back here, but then I realized he is probably your cousin.”

Shit. I had that thought, too. I really need to stop thinking about him until I know for sure. I let the shower curtain go and went back to showering.

“Well you just ruined my lady boner, thank you very much.” I laughed. “Kidding, but I had the same thoughts when I was there, thanks for the reminder. I need to chill a little.”

She smirked. “Want me to change the subject?” she asked jokingly.

“Yes, please.” I breathed out, dragging the please.

“We should go out and get drunk tonight, and maybe get some food, too.”

I smiled at her words. That is the perfect subject change for me because I could use a good drink. We didn’t usually go out much, just the two of us, since Jake was always with Callie. I try not to complain about it, but we don’t get much alone time anymore, so this would be a nice change.

“There is a karaoke bar not too far from here, Want to try going there?” Callie asked, looking at her phone.

“Yeah, that’s perfect. Oh, by the way, dinner is on me. Well technically, on my mom and dad because I'm using their money,” I laughed.

“You don’t have to tell me twice.”

My parents transferred some money to me so I wouldn’t have to worry about any expenses while on this trip. I’m thankful because I’m tapped out from moving and Christmas on top of that. They felt guilty and wanted to take care of most of the expenses. I didn’t argue; I wouldn’t have been able to come otherwise.

I heard her get up off the toilet. “Okay, I’m going to let you take care of that lady boner. I'll be out there with headphones on.”

“I hate you,” I said with a smile as I rolled my eyes.

“No you don’t,” she said as she shut the bathroom door.

She wasn’t wrong. I really did need to take care of it.

It was time to figure out what to wear and get ready. The way Callie and I dress is another one of our differences. Callie wore a red bodycon dress that was shorter than her temper. She paired it with a cropped leather jacket and some heels. I, on the other hand, went with a more comfortable approach. A tight gray top with a cut-out on the chest that showed off the girls, and hip huggers with some cute ankle boots. I chose boots because when I wear heels, I look like a baby giraffe trying to walk after just being born.

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