“I remember it.” My voice is soft, barely above a whisper, as the memory replays in my head. “I remember him talking about how easy you have it with women.” He was so handsome and funny and friendly, and all week, I’d been hoping he’d ask me out. I was disappointed when he didn’t. When Kit said that Hayden was a player, I clung to it as a reason. It wasn’t a reflection of me; it was just the way he was. A few months ago, I called him “king of the players.” You’re like their leader, I said. When he tested the waters and said having a girlfriend didn’t look so bad, I basically told him he wasn’t
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