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"But then we might not have met," I complained.
"True." She huffed. "I wouldn’t know Aoife either. But I wouldn’t owe like a gazillion million to my douche ex."
"It isn’t that much."
"Right now it isn’t," she grumbled. "What about court fees and stuff?" She heaved a sigh. "Sorry, I shouldn’t be talking about this tonight. You should go and party with Aidan. Girl, you look gorgeous together. Him all broody and—"
I snorted. "You mean brooding."
"Do I?" Jen cackled. "You’re about to get pumped sooo full of O’Donnelly jizz you’re going to be pregnant until you’re fifty."
My nose crinkled. "Ew."
"Shut up, bish. You know you want it."
Laughing, I grumbled, "Maybe one."
"Ha. We’ll see."
Turning my head on her shoulder, I muttered, "Jen?"
"Yes, babe."
"I need to tell you something."
She arched a brow. "So, tell me?"
"It’s hard."
"You told me about that time you nearly orgasmed when you had a Pap smear."
"Shut up," I hissed, peering around to make sure no one had overheard that.
She grinned. "See? You can share that with me but not this?"
"Well, it’s different."
"How?"
"It’s bad."
"Bad, how?"
"It’s about how we met."
Her brows rose. "Through work?"
"Yeah, but..." I sucked in a breath then admitted on a rush, "I knew you worked there. That’s why I went to that particular accountant. I’d always stuck to my dad’s before, but I wanted to find a way to meet you."
Jen tensed. "What? Me? Why? I’m nobody."
I bit my lip, sensing the confusion was going to turn to hurt soon. "It started off a certain way, but like, we have so much in common, Jen. We’re both loudmouth bitches who don’t like being told what to do and have really expensive shoe habits. You’re my BFF for real."
Jen shook her head. "I don’t understand. Why would you switch accountants to meet with me?"
I gulped. "I was researching a story on Padraig O’Donnelly."
"Aidan Sr.’s brother?"
