“You’re welcome to join us,” Naomi said through a smile that was more gritted teeth than invitation. Her message was clear. She didn’t want me here at her cozy little dinner party. Well, I didn’t want her in my head every time I closed my fucking eyes. So I considered the score equal. “If you insist,” Jeremiah said, shooting me a triumphant look. “Nice flowers,” I said. There was a blue vase overflowing with wild blooms in the center of the table. “Nash brought them,” Naomi said. I wanted to smack the smug look of satisfaction right off my brother’s face. So he brought a girl flowers, and I
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