She’d always been able to see through him. “It’s been two days,” he blurted out. “Two days. That’s all. And I miss him. Which is stupid and not part of our arrangement. I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m older than him, I should have more self-control. But he’s all cool, calm, and collected, and I’m a hot fucking mess.” “How do you know he’s not at his parents’ house being a hot fucking mess?” Jill asked. “Because he’s out doing stuff. He was going to the markets this morning with his mum and then to the beach with his brother this afternoon.” Lauren’s brows knitted. “How do you know this?
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