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Meg: It's probably because you're so beautiful. They do whatever they can to appease you so you'll stick around.

Miles: Undoubtedly. You must be tired. You're not usually this honest.

Meg: I am tired.

Miles: Tell your friend that Drew hasn't fucked anyone else in a while.

Meg: I'm not sure she wants to know. She insists they need to stay friends.

Miles: Trust me. That's not how these things work.

Meg: It's terrifying, but I think I do trust you.

Miles: Enough to go bareback next time?

Meg: Yes.

Miles: Fuck. Saturday still six days away?

Meg: Last I checked.

Miles: I can come over right now.

Meg: I have to study. Is it that much better without a condom?

Miles: Fuck. Barely remember. Last time I went bareback was in highschool. Tried a monogamous relationship for an entire month.

Meg: You did not.

Miles: I did. It failed. Horribly. Sure you're that busy? You can kick me out of bed when we're done.

Meg: But I can't.

Miles: Yeah, you'd probably beg me to go again. Okay. Go study. I'll be counting the minutes to Saturday.

Meg: Me too.

Chapter Sixteen

The club is lit in shades of neon purple. The first floor is already packed. Most of the crowd is casual—jeans, t-shirts, sneakers. A handful of women are dressed to impress.

Kara and I fit into the latter group. Somehow, I don't care that I'm treading the line between classy and trashy. Between the tight, low cut top and the short skirt, I know I'm going to make Miles want me as badly as I want him.

Kara squeezes my hand and drags me up the stairs. She pushes past another set of musician guys all the way to Drew. She finds him like he has a homing beacon.

He does a double take when he sees her outfit. Mission accomplished.

"Who lets you out of the house dressed like that?" He raises a brow.

She shrugs like she wears this everywhere. They hug hello. I step aside to give them room. I'm not sure where Kara gets her insecurity. Drew is absolutely looking at her like he wants to fuck her. He's not as obvious about it as Miles is, but he's obvious enough.

He catches me watching him and redirects his stare towards the opposite wall.

I scan the room for Miles. There. He's leaning against the wall talking to a busty woman with long blond hair. Well then.

His eyes find mine, and he immediately excuses himself. Hell, he practically throws the buxom blond out of his way. I nod, but I stay put.

Today, he's coming to me.

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