“So it’s over.” Jennie takes my hand, towing me into the elevator. “Because Cara said she wouldn’t tell.” I nod, pressing for the twenty-first floor. “She did.” “Because she thinks it was a one-time thing.” “She does.” Jennie’s foot bounces. “So we shouldn’t push our luck.” I follow Jennie to her door. “Definitely not.” Her hand trembles as she jams her key in the lock, and when she finally gets the door open, she stares up at me. “So we’re in agreement? We’re done?” “Done,” I whisper, leaning toward her. “Totally done,” she murmurs, lifting her chin. I bend my neck. “Done like dinner.” Her
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