“So, how are things with Annabelle?” The question rushes out before I can stop it. He bites his lip. “Why?” Because even though I have no reason for it, I hate that you’re together. “Just curious. You two seemed to hit it off.” He shrugs. “She’s a nice girl. But she’s just stress relief.” I nod slowly, sipping from my coffee. “Sounds like something a d-bag would say.” He smirks. “A d-bag?” “Yeah.” My eyes slide to Chase and back to him. “Don’t make me say it, you know what it means.” “I think you may be trying to insult me, little bird. Are you jealous?” My chest burns. “Mommy’s a
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