“Tess may be a ten,” Shelby goes on. “But I’m not convinced she’s WAG material.” I glance sharply her way. “Well, if she’s not a bunny and she’s not a WAG, what is she?” Shelby just gives me a knowing look. “She’s a cataclysm.” I blink. “A catawhat?” “Chaos walking,” she replies. “I have a feeling your Tess is a runner. She’s the kind of woman who loves you and leaves you in the same breath.” “How do you know that?” “I see the signs,” she replies. “You want my advice?” I just shrug, knowing she’ll give it either way. “Stay away from her, Ryan…unless you’re ready to suffer an epically broken
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