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“You should come out with us for girls’ night,” Deb said firmly. Oh, hell no.
“You’re . . . okay, I still don’t get it.” “You don’t need to,” Aiden said.
“If you can’t handle me in sweatpants, you don’t deserve me in stilettos,” she said, each word ringing with finality.

