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She cleared her throat, shaking her head. “I know,” she said out of nowhere.

My eyebrows rose.

“There haven’t been any girls crying in the bathroom in weeks.”

I chuckled.

“So, I’ll bite. Congratulations, McGraw, you do have self-control.”

“And…”

“There’s more?” she challenged, cocking her head to the side.

“Don’t dig, sweetheart, you might not like what you find.”

She dramatically sighed. “Go one more week, and I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. I’m still not impressed.” She stepped aside. Looking back she informed me, “By the way that’s just an old family friend, he’s staying with us for a couple of days and he’s like my brother. But thanks for your friendly concern.”

She left, leaving me with nothing but fucking blue balls for another week.

6

Aubrey

My phone pinged with a new message. Swiping the screen, I didn't recognize the number.

Tomorrow. I’ll pick you up at eight.

Aubrey: Who is this?

Your Prince Charming.

I laughed, I couldn’t help it. This could only be the one asshole I knew.

Aubrey: I’m not having sex with you, McGraw.

Dylan: Good, no one else has either.

My entire body shook with laughter as I typed.

Aubrey: You’re funny tonight.

Dylan: I’m also charming.

I rolled my eyes.

Aubrey: I didn’t say yes to a date.

Dylan: I didn’t ask. I’ll pick you up at eight.

I started to type no.

Dylan: Please.

Of course he knew what I was thinking.

Aubrey: Wow. Dylan McGraw said please. I’m glad I have proof.

Dylan: Wear something yellow. You look pretty in yellow.

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