“Sounds like you dodged a bullet not sleeping with Luce,” Greg adds. “Because now you get a shot at her fine-as-fuck friend.” What the fuck? I rise in my seat but feel a small hand grip my thigh, breaking my trance. “I’d love another drink while you’re up, Dyl.” Summer smiles at me, not hiding what she’s doing. And dammit, it works, because as much as I want to pummel this guy, now is not the time. Where does Lucy find these guys? I can’t help but wonder as I go to get Summer’s drink and try to calm down. Doesn’t she realize her worth? I’ll never understand girls who stay with guys that treat
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