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She rolled her eyes "It’s why you keep ht I kept you for sex My bad"

"Clearly your sex isn’t enough to keep the wo voice "She needed diaallery," Max snapped "And eren’t talking aboutabout you"

"My favorite subject" I winked at Becca

Max threw a chip at s before she throws her bra at you I don’t wantherself across the table because you don’t kno to train those eyes Feel ?" Milo asked, plopping down next toour weeklyat our favorite bar in the city

I still wasn’t sure how it had happened FourThe plan was siroom The bride in question just so happened to be an ex from hell The type of ex you order a hit on just because theoffends the shit out of you

I would never go as far as to do so like thatbut I did try to break the hty-six-year-old woth of ten h most of the weekend on antianxiety pills Max crushed into my drinks, but there were ants, trees, at one point I think she rubbed Bengay on me, and when I opened my eyes one fateful Sunday afternoon, the wo

But that’s not the point

The point is that somehow, that experience had bonded me to everyone around the table Jason was a local police officer and had had more than his fair share of bad luck when it came to relationships Milo, his sister, had recently married Colton, his best friend since childhood I wasn’t sure how that didn’t affect their friendship, but they all see Milo’s bed at night I glanced to the right That left ed in the last year One weekend was all it took to transform my otherwise noray and hide under the table whenever an elderly woman walks into the roo the eyes again"

"Daht is about an intervention"

I raised , I waited for his speech Max never did anything halfway His explanations were always--and I doAnd they usually involved lots of pictures, props, and hand gestures, all of which were al to use in public areas

"My intervention sixhtfully as he tapped his fingertips against his chin

"Hear, hear" I lifted lass in the air and smiled

Max’s eyes narrowed His intervention actually included ned hioats and sea life on a daily basis and nearly got clawed to death by twenty-five available and desperate woined he was taking a stroll down memory lane

"Continue" I sipped

Max shook his head as if returning to the present and pounded the table with his fist "Reid’s intervention is about getting ass"