“Listen, there’s been something I’ve wanted to say.” I tug on my ear as Blair tosses popcorn in the air, aiming to catch it in her open mouth. Heat shoots into my groin. “Blair.” “Yeah?” “I want to—I’ve been—” This is ridiculous. My tongue refuses to cooperate with my brain. Why is this so hard? “The way I’ve treated you…” Blair’s eyebrows hike up. “Dude. Get it together. This is weird to witness. It’s ruining my image of Mr. Control Freak.” I huff out a laugh. Tell me about it. “I shouldn’t have,” I wave my hand, “been such a shit to you. The things I’ve said about you, I mean.” Blair stares
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