But wait—shit—why is she looking at me like that? Why is Vicki still fucking here? Why aren’t we kissing? Why are our clothes on? “Am I missing something?” says Vicki, glancing between us. “Do you two already know each other?” I look to Rachel, ready to take her lead. She’s so fucking smart. She’ll know what to do, what to say. “We met a couple months ago,” she murmurs. “We umm…sat together on the plane.” I glance at Vicki. Shit, is she buying it? Vicki lets out a little laugh. “Huh, small world, isn’t it? You know, I once sat in first class with Denzel Washington?” Neither of us make any
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