“Why does he look like that?” “He looks like a sad, lost puppy.” “Looks more like constipation to me.” Adam slings an arm over my shoulders. “Leave my guy alone. He’s got a crush, that’s all.” A crush? My throat squeezes. “Psssh. No I don’t.” Do I? “You do, Carter. That’s why you haven’t left the bar with a single woman lately.” “Maybe I needed a break. I’ve been tired.” “That’s why you bought Olivia cinnamon buns and cheesecake and talked her into getting her face painted with you last week. That’s why you stood there with your arms around her during the tree lighting, just because she
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