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Stupid decision nu Hannahfrom my own book What are the odds Hannah would have read roaned and buriedI'm a national bestseller four times over

Stupid decision nuirl I had a picture (one that was rapidly fading froe, a few other irlfriend

What kind of girl was Hannah, anyway? What kind of girl has phone sex with a stranger she e After all, what kind of guy has phone sex with a stranger he le Maybe I could consider the bathrobe incident an accident, but the phone sex was clear-cut cheating

I was heading into scuency Dunhills and lit one on the balcony

I "quit" ss, but I always kept a pack of smokes handy for situations like this

At 7:00 a was cool and clear; I could tell the day would be a scorcher Denver cas barked, and car horns sounded

I had calmed considerably by then, and I had prettyfroical leap to ht of day,Hannahthe confines of social nore froet to water the le this place since you've been Still wish you'd coet back Remember, the stuff in the freezer is dated Kisses, Bethany

That was irlfriend, excessive maternal instincts and all

I'd reply later

For noanted to stay right where I was, lost in thoughts of Hannah

I stripped offroom couch with a sketchbook and a pencil Laurence was up, rustling in his hutch His long ears swiveled toward me He stretched and hopped over to his litter pan

"Hey buddy," I said to the rabbit, tapping an to sketch what I remembered of Hannah's picture I started with her eyes, which were large and dark, then her slender nose,down to her expressive, full lips I tried to capture the sweetness in her face, the oval shape of it frahtly, I drew the neckline of her top and hinted at her cleavage with a se

I frowned at the portrait

Not bad, but not quite right I closed led to remember the picture I reh, not too low, velvety and fe funny? God, she was adorable in her anger And she was sexy beyond belief

Do it with me Matt, please

I drifted awake at noon I was sprawled on the couch, hs and my dick hard Of course

I stared at the lemon tree until my wood relaxed

Then I called Hannah

She picked up after two rings

"Hello?" she said Her voice sounded a little huskier

"Hey little bird"

"Bird?" She giggled "Sorry babe, this is Hannah's sister Hannah's driving"

I glowered atup

"Maybe you should take a turn driving," I ave it to round She sounded annoyed, but I couldn't

"What did she say?" I de you She also said hi Hey, are you Hannah's new guy?"

"Excuse uy? Hannah had a new guy? Anger--and rash jealousy--tightened around uy?"

"No, I" Myher boyfriend She neglected to uess that made us both faithless assholes Perfect

So why did this hurt? Why did I feel used? It wasn't like I could have Hannah I couldn't eveninto full-blown infidelity I wasn't that kind of guy Was I? I felt sick to my stomach

"Earth to Mr Frostypants!" Hannah's sister shouted

"Fuck off," I said, ending the call

CHAPTER 4

Hannah

"FUCK OFF?" I stuck lared at Chrissy "Just wait aup?"

"Uh-huh Yup Unless it was an epically well-tiuy He was a liiittle bit of an asshole" My sister squinted as she eh "A little bit of an asshole" was putting Matt lightly Still, I had to figure out why he got so s, Montana It was 2:00 a inin the U-Haul, and I wanted to talk to Matt

I bla about Matt constantly The endless highway, the repetitive scenery, tuning out my sister's bad ht

God, ridiculous! I was infatuated with a guy I knew nothing about

"Oneopen the back of the trailer It rolled up with a clatter "You called him Mr Frostypants" Myup?"