“I know your game Frankie, don’t play cute.” I batted his hand away half-heartedly. “You look surreal.” “Oh, you like?” I played with the hem of my top. “This is my ‘get over the asshole from the airplane that unmatched me’ outfit.” He averted his eyes, scratching at the stubble on his jaw. “You noticed that?” “Of course I fucking noticed that! I’m telling Nat about the guy I met on my flight, only to see you unmatched me thirty seconds after I walked out of the airport. I guess it wasn’t too much of a loss though. You probably wouldn’t even last that long in bed.” “We could test it?” He
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