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Chapter Twenty

Abel

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Tonight has been exactlywhat I needed. Peyton is the perfect distraction. Beautiful. Funny. Easy to talk to. She makes me feel better in a way I can’t explain.

She deserves better than me, this I know with complete certainty. But I’m selfish and I want all of her, even though I’m not willing to give her the same.

“Okay, where were we?” Peyton reappears from the kitchen with two waters in her hand.

“You were about to tell me your two truths and a lie,” I remind her.

“Um, no I wasn’t.” She laughs, plopping down on the couch next to me before sliding a water into my hand. “I went last. It’s your turn.”

“Are you sure? I feel like I just went,” I tease, tipping the bottle to my lips.

“I’m positive. But nice try.” She laughs.

“Okay, let’s see.” I tap my chin dramatically. “I hate to fly. My favorite vegetable is corn. And the color orange makes me cringe.”

“Hmmm. That’s a tough one.” She thinks on it for a moment. “The truths are, corn and the color orange?” she guesses.

“Nope.” I grin.

“Really?”

“Really.” I lift the beer bottle to my lips and take a drink.

“You have to at least tell me what Ididget right.”

“The color orangedoesmake me cringe.”

“Okay, so then you hate to fly.”

“Yep,” I confirm.

“But you’ve flown several times, have you not?”

“That doesn’t mean I like it.”

“Fair enough.” She nods. “So, corn is not your favorite vegetable?”

“Nope.”

“Then what is?”

“Asparagus.” I chuckle when she curls her nose.

“Asparagus? That has to be one of the worst vegetables there is.”

“Your opinion. I happen to really like it.”

“Gross.” She shakes her head.

“Your turn.” I laugh, settling deeper into the couch.

“Okay.” She pauses. “My favorite color is pink. I used to be a cheerleader in high school. And I hate rap music.”

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