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“What’s happening?” I hear someone say in the background of Chloe’s phone.

“Blake is tag teaming two women tonight, and I officially hate all men.”

“Who’s that?” I ask.

“I’m with Rebecca. We are in the drive-through at McDonald’s.”

“Where’s John?”

“One guess,” Chloe mutters dryly. “Working late.”

“I’m so off him.” I roll my eyes. All men are legitimate assholes this weekend. “Henley is being a dick, too, and Mason keeps trying to talk to me because he thinks we are on a date. This is one big fucking disaster.”

“What’s Taryn doing?”

“Looking fucking hot,” I snap.

“Taryn’s looking hot,” Chloe tells Rebecca.

“Of course she is,” Rebecca replies.

“Ugh, I have to go.”

“Are you sure Blake is with the both of them? Maybe one is just his girlfriend’s friend or something.”

I glance back over to the group to see Blake hand the blonde the drink with a kiss and then hand the brunette her drink with a kiss too. While he’s kissing the brunette, his hand slides up the blonde’s leg and beneath her short dress as she sits on the stool.

“Nope, he’s fucking them both for certain.” I puff air into my cheeks. “And they are so hot. What are they thinking? Un-fucking-believable.”

“Ugh . . . damn it,” Chloe snaps. “I hate that he has enough cock for two women.”

I roll my eyes.

“Call me back. I need updates.”

“Okay.” I hang up and go to the bathroom and try to calm myself down, and then I make my way back over to the group. Without making eye contact, Henley passes me a drink and goes back straight to talking to Antony. “Thanks.” I fake a smile to the back of his head.

Dickhead.

Damn it, Blake Grayson and his bimbo harem have rattled me. I’m suddenly feeling very naive and inexperienced. I thought he was a nice, respectable, kind doctor. Apparently not.

He’s a porn star with a double-shot cock.

Stop it.

Just because this night is different does not mean there are problems with Henley and me.

We are fine.

He’s different, an annoying little voice from my unconscious whispers.

He is different today. I can’t deny it, but . . . ugh, perhaps it’s just because things are going so great between us. Try not to overthink this.

His words from earlier come back to haunt me. Am I acting weird, or are you acting clingy?

Maybe I am being super clingy. I do feel very unhinged today, and I am hormonal.

It’s fine. Everything is fine.

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