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Joey shakes his head, waving a dismissive hand in the air "What is he to you? Boyfriend? Friend with benefits? What?"

"We’ve been over this," I sternly reply, tossing uy I’ tiain, he’ll still be just this guy I’ time with"

Dylan stands fro it in front of her "Denial doesn’t look good on you, Brooke Stop wearing it"

"Oh,and setting it on top of the three boxes

I need to get out of here Far away from these two I’ve never done a delivery by myself before but I’ve knocked out tons with Joey It’s usually the two of us

Well, that’s not happening today If I don’t get a break fro this place to the ground just to avoid further conversation

Joey coether, looking between the boxes and ?"

My eyes widen He did not just fucking go there

Did I say burn this place to the ground? Iat isters the look on my face

"Too much?" he meekly asks

"You think?" I lift the boxes and balance the bag on top, glaring at Joey as I lower the this delivery alone Do yourself a favor and eat a dick for lunch while I’apes at me He looks sincerely hurt "Just because I’m all up in your business, doesn’t mean I’m deprived Retract the claws, please"

I look up at hi down the re the back of my throat

I haven’t spoken to Joey this cruelly since before I ue between the two of us, back e could hardly stand each other Then I started working here The closer we became, hi on each other years ago

Why did I have to go there just now? Why did he?

Why are both of them on my case about this?

I brush past hier, I’ll either yell or apologize Neither one seeht now

"Brooke, do you knohere it is?" Dylan calls out as I step into the main bakery

"Yeah We delivered there last year"