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Hypothesis: Patrick Murphy is a talented potential friend with benefits. But the relationship part? That's destined to end in misery.

Evidence: Imogen's past relationships (see the ex-boyfriend who called me "heartless"), Patrick's ease of coming and going (or is that a positive? It means he gets it), Imogen's complicated, messy history. Does a guy like Patrick want messy?

Or…

Are all those things reasons why I should try this?

Sure, I'm no good at love.

But sex?

Well, I may or may not be talented there, but Patrick enjoyed himself enough to request a second round. So I'm 1 for 1, so far.

Sex: 1 for 1.

Relationships: 0 for 1 (four, if you count high school boyfriends).

The sound of the door breaks my concentration.

Jade steps inside with a yawn. She hangs her coat on the hook by the door and places her purse over it.

"You're up?" She eyes my spot on the couch curiously.

"Can't sleep," I say.

"You had sex."

How the hell can she tell that?

"You did! Details."

"Why are you so interested in sex?" I ask.

"It's all biology, baby. I thought you'd understand."

If she's referring to me as a fellow scientist, well, that's a first. People in the so-called hard sciences usually dismiss the so-called soft sciences. "We had a nice time."

"And…"

"What else is there to say?"

"Who? When? Where? How? Why?"

"A guy I met recently. An hour or two ago. Here. I texted him. And… do I really need to explain why?"

"What guy?"

"A friend of a friend." That's true enough.

"So, it was a booty call?"

"Basically."

"Strictly sexual. That is how I like it. But you… I don't know."

I raise a brow.

"You're a nice girl."

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