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Damn it, I don’t have time to be worrying about her all the time.

I just want this over with.

“What are we doing tonight?” he asks.

“I don’t know.” I peer through the curtains again. Hurry up and leave . . . fucker.

Before I break your face.

“I’ll hook us up with some girls, blow some steam off,” Blake replies.

My eyes stay glued on Juliet’s house. “Sounds good.”

11:00 p.m.

The bar is loud, the company is hot . . . but my mind isn’t on the scantily dressed women around me.

It’s at home.

With her.

It’s been weeks, and it’s not getting any better. If anything, it’s getting worse.

The more I see her, the more I want her.

She’s all I fucking think about.

I’ve ruined everything with Juliet. I need to work out how to change her mind.

I feel a hand slide up my thigh, and I glance up as I remember where I am. “What are we drinking, Henley?” the hot little redhead purrs.

What is her name?

I exhale heavily. Ugh . . . “I . . .” I pause as I reconsider my options. “I have to get going.”

Blake raises an eyebrow in question. “What?”

“I just remembered something I have to do.”

“Oh no,” the girls sigh. “Don’t leave, the night is young.”

“Sorry.”

“You fucking kidding me right now?” Blake widens his eyes.

“More for you.” I stand and put my hand on his shoulder as I walk past him. “You want them all, admit it.”

“You’re fucked,” he mouths.

I chuckle. “I agree.” I smile to the girls with a nod. “Good night. Have fun.”

Juliet

“It’s getting late,” I say to Joel. “I have to work early in the morning.”

“I’ll get going.”

“Okay.”

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