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Thank you for the Roses,

They are beautiful.

A reply bounces back.

Like you.

Ugh, this is getting complicated.

A beautiful man is sending me roses, and all I feel is disappointment that they didn’t come from an asshole.

What the hell is wrong with me?

I put the roses onto the shelf. “They can stay here so we can all enjoy them.”

“You don’t want to take them home?”

“No.” I shrug. “Nicer here. I need to get back to work.”

I trudge down the corridor and roll my eyes in disgust with myself.

Move on, Juliet.

Friday night

Chloe leads our toast. “To Rebecca. May she find a hot man to have hot rebound sex with tonight.”

We all giggle and sip our drinks.

Club Nero, also known as the meat market.

This is the place to come if you want to pick up, and tonight . . . Rebecca does.

She’s no longer the damsel in distress; she’s the angry bitch from hell, and god help anyone who stands in her way.

She wants revenge on her sleazebag husband, and Chloe and I have decided that the best way to get over him is to get under someone else.

It’s 10:00 p.m., and with way too many cocktails under our belt, we are on the prowl. Our eyes scan the club for any suitors.

“Maybe I need to get under someone else too,” I mutter.

“Definitely,” Chloe agrees. “Me, too, probably.”

Rebecca hunches her shoulders up in excitement. “This is actually kind of fun.”

“How long since you’ve had sex with anyone else?” I ask.

“I’ve only ever had sex with John.”

“What?” I gasp. “He’s the only one?”

“I know.” She rolls her eyes. “Don’t even get me started on how pathetic I am.”

“Who’s pathetic?” a voice says. We all turn to see Blake Grayson standing beside us. He’s in a suit. My eyes instantly flick around to look for his friends, and the masochist in me is excited to see Antony and then Henley. “Hi.” They nod.

Henley’s eyes hold mine for a beat longer than they should. Nerves dance around in my stomach, and I try to act casual. “Hello.”

The night just got interesting.

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