Halle drops her head to my shoulder, resting it there. “True, you haven’t made the best calls in the past.” Understatement of the century. “And you and Drew are a match made in best friend heaven. And yes, he’s ten years older–” “Nine.” “Nine years older. Whatever. But you know,” she twists her head to meet my eyes, “sometimes best friends make the best lovers and partners.” “I’m not sleeping with you, Halle. Gingers are not my type.” She smacks my arm, throwing me a pointed look I’m choosing to ignore. “We’re done with this. He was saving me from a crappy situation and that’s all. Please, let
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