“In case you’re as oblivious as he is, he’s got it bad for you. That man is in deep.” I shook my head. “Don’t be ridiculous.” Lleyton laughed. “What time did he leave this morning? Did he cook you breakfast?” Fuck. Fuck. Fucking fuck. “Oh my god,” Lleyton said. “He’s still there, isn’t he?” Then he roared, laughing. “Tell him I said hi.” “No.” He laughed some more. “My case in point. And for what it’s worth, I’m happy for you. So are the rumours true about his horse-dick?” “I’m hanging up now.” He laughed and I clicked off the call, tossing my phone onto the coffee table. I pouted, and
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