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Now they were in all new territory. Friends with benefits. Even if they never slept together again, could they really go back? Once that note had been struck, there was no un-playing it. No un-ringing that particular very dirty bell.

Especially when she wanted to play the fuck out of it again. Soon. No matter how much she told herself otherwise.

“It being Ryan’s bed doesn’t mean anything if you trust the guy,” Mal finally replied. “You don’t.”

She wiped up the condensation from her glass. “Sex changes things.”

“How? If the guy is decent, just seeing his dick isn’t going to make him turn into a jerk.”

“No. It’s not that. But people get mad and sometimes they lash out…”

Mal said nothing.

“Like you said earlier. He could’ve wanted revenge because I hurt him. Maybe. I don’t even know how. It wasn’t supposed to be mean anything.”

“How’s it not going to mean anything when you guys were tight before you fucked?”

The bald honesty in Mal’s tone had her huffing out a laugh. “I guess it has to. And that’s why I’ve been a royal bitch to him. I didn’t sign on for any of this. I just wanted to drive the bus. Make a few friends if the dice rolled that way…” Bad analogy. Moving on. “But overall, it was about the job. I drive. That’s what I do. This interpersonal shit is beyond me.”

“You should’ve been born with a dick. Makes your life much simpler.”

“I can’t argue with you there. Though women can—”

“Do anything men can do, blah blah blah, and do it in heels. Not arguing with you there, Oprah, just saying you don’t see me getting all twisted up about fucking someone I’m

close to.”

“Because you aren’t close to anyone who isn’t related to you by blood. And even then, you barely talk to Michael.”

Mal tipped his beer her way. “See? Answer all your own questions.”

“Was there a question in there? I don’t even know.” She pulled at her own hair then sighed as she flopped back in her chair. “What’re we gonna do about Elle?”

“We? I did my part, Susie Sunshine. This emotional shit is all on you.”

Denver sat up straighter. “You care about her. You have to, or else you wouldn’t have torn that dude apart. I know you. You don’t get involved.”

“He was on my bus. I’m not putting up with that shady BS on here. Not in my space when I’m trying to fucking sleep.”

“That’s not all it was. Maybe Elle matters to you more than you realize.”

“Little Ricki is in a band I’m in. If you wanna pretend that makes us besties,” he did air quotes around the word, “then fine, you just do that. But I would’ve done it for anyone.”

“Except it wasn’t for anyone. It was for Elle.” Denver glanced down at her phone as an incoming text came in and shut her eyes. “Fuck. How did she know we were talking about her?”

“Probably more like she knew her dick wasn’t there to ride.”

Ignoring him, Denver forced herself to read the screen.

Elle: Hey, sorry to bug you so late. You haven’t seen Kirk? He was meeting friends at Doc’s, but I’m there right now & the place is closing down for the night.

Denver bit her lip. “Fuck, she’s only a couple blocks away from here. She must’ve had the driver come pick her up again from the hotel. What do I say?”

“Tell her that the dude she was fucking was a tool and she doesn’t have to worry about him anymore.” When Denver didn’t move, Mal held out a hand. “Want me to? I’ll lay some truth on her.”

“No. God, she’s going to be devastated. I think she believed they really had a connection.”

“What connection? She barely moaned when he fucked her.”

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