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“I trust you can get dressed on your own.” I veer for the door.

“Where are you going?”

“You didn’t bring a suit, so I need to go to your apartment and get one.”

“Right. I should come with you, then.”

“There’s no time. It’s already six p.m.”

“We don’t have to be there until eight.”

“Exactly. With the traffic, there’s no way we’ll make it if you tag along. Besides, you have to speak to Bobbi.”

Keanu frowns. “Fine. But don’t go snooping.”

I wince. “Why would I do that?”

“I know how curious women can be. There have been a few incidents.”

My jaw drops. “You mean some of your hookups went through your things?”

“Yes.”

Normally, I’d laugh, but strangely, I’m not amused. I’m irritated. I don’t want to think about Keanu and his conquests.

Why do you care, Leigh?

“Okay, I’d better go. Please be ready when I get back.”

“I’ll try. But who’s going to help me with makeup?”

“Bobbi can. He’s a pro.”

Keanu’s eyes almost jump out of their sockets. “Uh… not sure how I feel about asking him for help.”

“Why is that?”

“He hates me, remember? I’m sure if we spend time together, it’ll be a ‘hate on Keanu’ fest.”

I laugh. “Very true. But come on, tough guy. Don’t hockey players chirp at each other all the time?”

“It’s different. I can talk back. I won’t be able to with Bobbi. I’m pretending to be you, after all.”

“Then you should view it as a great opportunity to change Bobbi’s mind about you.”

Keanu’s forehead creases. “Don’t know if it’s possible.”

“You did with me.”

Not sure why the confession slipped out of my mouth, but it’s the truth. I don’t hate Keanu anymore.

I leave the room before he can reply and rush down the stairs. Bobbi looks up from his phone and immediately pinches his brows together.

“Where are you going in such a hurry?”

“I need to get to my place and change. I’ll be back in an hour to pick up Leigh.”

Bobbi maintains his scowl. “I really hope you’ve changed, Keanu. If you hurt Leigh, I’ll destroy your life.”