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I opento ease us back into our regular everyday banter, when he haltshowcloser and lowering his hand

My grip tightens on the bag of flour He does?

"I know this is all ized to you yesterday but I felt likeyou like that wasn’tright ofit I sa upset I ainst the worktop, his ar across his chest

Typical Joey Even in an apology, he makes it all about him He’s lucky I like him that way

I cock my head "Oh, really? It fucked with your eht and turned down a quickie in the shower I hope you realize how little that happens And by little, Idoith some weird virus that diminished my sex drive He wanted to takeof flour A white cloud of dust bursts onto the back of my hands and sprinkles the wood "Good Lord You two are dra me to look up at hi sorry, okay?"

I feel hten "Okay," I quietly reply

"It’s like when I fight with Dylan I can’t handle it And I fucking hate the whole silent treatment routine" He re his blonde hair "Let’s never do that ain"

"Don’t be an asshole and on’t"

His eyes narrow I let out a quiet laugh, and so does he Spinning around, he rests his elbows on the worktop and leans into it, exhaling a rushed breath "Can I be blunt with my opinion for a second?"

"When aren’t you blunt with your opinion?"

"Tuesdays, usually"

We exchangeof flour and level out a scoop, du bowl

Joey looks down at the wood,tiny circular patterns "You’re different with this guy, Brooke Really different Don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re usuallymore flour into the bowl "What?"

"A puppy A cute one Relax Like those teacup ones you carry around in your purse"

"Really? They’re so yappy"

"I know," he says playfully, lifting his head He set this new toy, right? One of those bones that squeak"