“Truly, Mars. And it honestly does sound like fun. But my life is in Cincinnati. My job, my apartment, my…family,” I add, my voice faltering a bit. “I understand,” Mars says at last. “You don’t know how much I wish I could say yes,” I admit. “Six months in Florida, are you kidding? A little beach air in my hair, all that delicious fried shrimp. Not to mention I miss Rachel like a piece of me has been cleaved away. She’s my best friend, Mars.” “I know.” “You three better be so fucking good to her,” I say, pointing a finger at him. “We will,” he says, getting to his feet. “You better,” I
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