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“Probably not.”
It’s late. The night is drawing to an end, and after we watched Taryn Titties flirt with every man at the bonfire, our patience is well and truly used up.
I’ve chatted and laughed with most everyone here, too, and had a great night. Not a single word has been spoken to a certain person, though.
“Henley, come and dance with me,” Taryn purrs as she curls her finger up to him in a come-hither gesture.
That’s it.
Enough!
I can’t take one more minute of watching her fawn all over him. If he wants her, he can fucking have her. Good riddance to both of them.
“I’m going to get going.” I stand.
“Oh really?” Rebecca sighs. “Don’t leave me here.”
I smile. “You’re married—go talk to your husband.” We both look over to see John playing chess with Bennet, and she winces. “It looks very boring over there. I’ll come with you. Give me a second to say goodbye.” She disappears over to the chess table.
“Bye, everyone.” I smile with a wave. “I’m heading home.”
Henley glances up as if taken by surprise. “Already?”
Yes, fucker. I’ve been here for six hours, and you haven’t said a single word to me.
I give a wave and make my way out front.
“Wait up,” Rebecca calls as she runs to catch up. She links her arm through mine. “Screw Henley, I think we should set you up with Mason.”
“No.” I scrunch up my nose. “Definitely not.”
“What’s wrong? Don’t you like huge hot men who give you their undivided attention all night?”
I giggle. “I mean . . . he seems nice and all, but I don’t know.”
“Taryn’s probably making a move on my husband right now.” Rebecca rolls her eyes. “What if it’s her? What if he’s sleeping with her?”
My blood boils at just the thought.
“He wouldn’t. It’s not her. She’s shameless, though. I wouldn’t put it past her,” I huff. “Seriously, if it’s her, I’m going to bomb her house.”
“I’ll help.” We get to the middle of the street, and she gives me a hug. “Tonight was fun.”
“It was.”
“And we need to organize our coffee date.”
“I know. I’m on day shift next week. Next weekend maybe?”
“Sounds good.”
With another wave I stomp to my house and march inside. “Hi, Barry.”
Barry looks up from his bed all sleepy-like.
“Henley James is a giant fucking dickhead,” I whisper angrily.
Barry looks at me blankly.
