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“The gymnast?” I ask.

He laughs but bites his inner cheek. “Can you fucking believe it?”

“No,” I say.

“Me either. It’s like a romance novel.” Brady shakes his head.

“What am I missing?” Shayna asks.

I look at Brady. “You can’t kiss the nanny, Brady Banks.”

“And that’s the problem.” He points at me.

He’s screwed, and after what Shayna and I went through to be together, I can’t wait to watch one of my friends squirm.

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