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SAM ~I don’t subscribe to the ‘wait three days to make contact’ rule. It’s stupid and counterproductive. When can I see you again?~
I chew my bottom lip as I contemplate my answer before my fingers fly across the screen.
ME ~I agree. Life’s too short to waste a whole three days. How about tomorrow?~
SAM ~How about today?~
I blink at the screen. Damn, he’s keen.
ME ~Can you say eager beaver? I’m busy today.~
SAM ~So am I. But I can make time if you can.~
Saturdays are my day of rest; it’s a rule I never break. It helps keep a little distance between me and whatever guy I’m seeing at the time. I’m never available on a Saturday—ever. Avoiding meeting their families is also a must. It makes things smoother, allowing for a clean break when our time is up.
SAM ~Hannah . . .~
ME ~I’m thinking.~
SAM ~What’s there to think about? Come have breakfast with me, then you can do whatever it is you had planned.~
I frown.What is the time anyway?Glancing at the clock on my phone, I’m not surprised it’s only five-thirty. I’m physically unable to sleep in, but what’s Sam’s excuse for being awake at this hour?
ME ~Why are you awake this early on a Saturday?~
SAM ~Meet me for breakfast and I’ll tell you.~
I shouldn’t. It’s not a good idea. I have these rules for a reason. I am kinda hungry though . . .
But no. I can’t.
ME ~Sorry, no can do.~
SAM ~Why not?~
ME ~Told you. I’m busy.~
SAM ~What could you possibly be doing at 5:30 in the morning?~
Well, shit. What am I supposed to tell him? I can’t say I have to work—all it would take is him asking his cousin and I’d be found out. I gnaw the corner of my bottom lip. The poor thing is getting a workout this morning. Aha! I’ll throw Amy under the bus. He’ll be none the wiser.
ME ~I’ve got plans with Amy.~
SAM ~Oh, really? Because I just walked into Tom’s place, and I’m pretty sure this is the shirt she was wearing last night . . .~ *Picture Attached*
I stare at the picture of a black-and-red polka dot T-shirt hanging off the tip of Sam’s finger. Tom, aka Mr. English, offered to walk Amy back to her car last night when we left the bar. That dirty little tramp got busy with my boss, and now I’ve been caught out in my lie. But I’m already committed to it, so I push forward.
ME ~That could be anyone’s . . .~
I runa frustrated hand through my shower-damp hair. I didn’t expect Hannah to reply to my message until later this morning. Not many people are up as early as me, especially on the weekend. I was pleasantly surprised when she replied straight away, and I figured why not ask her out right now.
Her refusal to give me a reason for declining breakfast is driving me nuts. Any other woman would be all over the chance to share a meal with me. But apparently, not Hannah. I drop her friend’s shirt on Tom’s kitchen counter and text her back.
ME ~We both know it’s Amy’s. Come have breakfast with me. I’m starving.~
HANNAH ~I can’t.~
Snatching the milk out of Tom’s fridge, I stalk back across the hall to my place. We share the penthouse floor of the apartment building our grandfather gifted us for our twenty-fifth birthdays.
