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Amy looks like I hit her in the gut.

“I’m sorry. That’s just my take,” I apologize as I sit down next to her.

She picks at a loose string on the hem of her top. “I’m sure there are other women. I mean, he’s so cool, successful, hot.”

“But so are you, and there are tons of guys who’d go to the moon and back for you.”

She gives me a wan smile and resumes unpacking.

“You want to grab some boba tea and catch a movie with me and Simone later?” I ask. “The theater on University is playing some classics. I think tonight they’re showing Little Shop of Horrors.”

“Maybe.”

I spend the next week being near Amy as much as I can, turning down Darren’s invitations to come over to his place.

“Fine,” he said when I told him Amy and I were going to go outlet shopping this weekend. “But I’m taking you out for your birthday.”

He’s probably thinking some fancy place Ishikawa West, so I say, “You know where I’d love to go for dinner? Maybelle’s.”

“You can go to Maybelle’s any day.”

“But I don’t, and I love the food there. I’ll be disappointed going anywhere else.”

“That’s a lie. You love food too much. It’s like a mini-orgasmic experience for you.”

“True. But I would still love to go to Maybelle’s. It’s my birthday after all.”

He may not be ecstatic with my choice, but he doesn’t object.

The morning of my birthday, Simone and Kat surprise me with blueberry pancakes they made themselves.

“You’ve cooked a lot for us, so I thought we’d do the cooking for a change,” Simone says as we stuff ourselves.

“It actually wasn’t that hard,” Kat chimes. “At least, not when you buy the pancake mix in a box.”

“We should save some for Amy,” I say when we’re down to the last two.

“She still sleeping?”

Amy sleeps late a lot these days.

“Well, she’s going to join us later. Tonight, we are getting you drunk.”

I shake my head as I wipe syrup from my mouth. “Sorry, Darren’s taking me out tonight.”

Kat fake-pouts. “Fine. Choose the hottie over your roommates.”

“Too bad. I wanted to be there to watch you take your first drink,” Simone says.

I blush. “Actually, I had some champagne with Darren one night after the shooting.”

Simone’s jaw drops. “You did not! You broke the law?”

I nod. “But it was just the one time.”

“Doesn’t matter. You’re a felon now.”

“Underage drinking is not a felony.”

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