“This is the girl that turned you down last weekend?” Garrett jumps to his feet, tugging his slacks up his legs and over his hips. Emmett smiles at the ground. “Twice.” “She didn’t turn me down.” I ruffle my wet hair with my towel before shoving a toque over it. “Twice.” The two fingers he shoves in my face are unnecessary. “We’re just getting to know each other.” I shrug. “So she’s a little hesitant.”
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