Denise Rodriguez

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Banks bobs his head. “I thought you’ve been secretly fucking since you moved in.” “I had my suspicions,” Thatcher says. “Same here,” Quinn says and motions to Frog and Gabe too. I’m frowning, not realizing that all of them thought we were already together. Maybe even longer than we actually were. “You two just click,” Frog says simply. “Everyone who’s anyone can see it and believe it.” My friends are smiling, which are all of SFO in case that’s not clear. More than friends, actually. Family. Best I’ve ever had.
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