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Maybe we’d never be best friends ever again… but beating the hell out of each other with a smile was a good start.

I steppedout of the shower to find a pissed off Fiona standing there.

Arms folded.

Nostrils flaring.

I stood naked, dripping water.

Slowly, I reached for a towel.

Fiona swiped the towel before I could get to it.

She put her hands behind her back.

“Hello to you too,” I said.

“Showering? Without me?”

“I had no idea what time you’d be home. I was sweaty and stinky.”

“I like you best when you’re sweaty and stinky.”

“To be fair here, Fi, last night you said you’d be home by eight and you came home at ten.”

“I told you what happened. Demi poured wine.”

“I know. You were drunk.”

“So?”

“You fell asleep taking your pants off.”

Fiona tilted her head. “Great. Never going to live that down, huh?”

“What? You wine drunk? Trying to strip for me? You fell three times. And then you somehow got your bra over your neck and it got stuck.”

“That didn’t stop you from playing with my boobs, did it?”

“Well… no. I mean…boobs…”

She shook her head. “You don’t shower without me. That’s a rule.”

“How was work?” I asked.

I smiled.

She shook her head harder. “Don’t be all sweet about this…”

She was annoyed but not really mad.

Actually, Fiona was happier than I’d ever seen her.

Demi decided to sell the gallery.

She originally planned on selling everything and going to Paris.

Fiona talked her out of that.

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