“She showed me a picture she took of Moore naked and blindfolded, tied to his bed with his hockey glove on his dick. Ava wanted to punish him, not sleep with him.” I drum my fingers on my thigh, fidgeting in my seat. “She was furious when she realized I thought she’d slept with him.” “Did she slap you again?” Clay snorts loudly. “No. Even if she had slept with him, I wouldn’t have judged her. She knows that. We’re good.” “Awesome. I still kinda ship you two together.” “You what?” I say, staring at him like he’s crazy. Clay shrugs and flashes me a smile. “You’re like twin flames. So much alike,
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