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When I realised who I was sketching, my hand stilled, and I sucked in a breath I dropped the sketchpad onto the desk

Da day at work, with a break in the o and hear Griff tell me he was far from interested ineven thinking aas Griff would be interested in ht from his lips no uninterested he was than to kid ht feel the sa the fridge, I caer I pulled the diet coke out instead, and then reached up into the cupboard where I stored lass of bourbon and coke toto the kitchen table, I placed the glass down and walked back to rab my sketchpad Turned out I did want to finish that sketch

Two hours later, after a few lasses of bourbon, I’d finished ht red, baked some shortbread, surfed Facebook for a while and now sat on my couch with a mask on , shitty and disappointing, it was also Christled with A person could have all the friends under the sun, but when they didn’t have a family to call their own, there were some days that just sucked Birthdays and Christ she ht to e bank, and she hadn’t called lass of bourbon before deciding it was time to take my mask off As I stood to head into the bathroom, a knock on the front door surprised an had decided to come over After all, it was just after ten; who else would knock on ht?

When I peered through the frontto make sure I did in fact know the person,on the other side of the door And then I re deep down She knows I’ e ured he visited his aunt often enough that we’d see each other around, and just because he wasn’t interested in me didn’t mean we couldn’t be friendly to each other

I opened the door and greeted hi okay?"

He stared at , "Yeah, everything’s okay Can I co aside, I waved him in "Sure"

I closed the door and followed hi ain how uninterested in me you are, you don’t need to; I understood it the first tiether as he frowned at , just stared at me like I was a freak with three heads And suddenly, I reive me a moment? I’ll just takefor his reply, I scurried into the bathroom and quickly removed the mask

When I returned to the kitchen, he stood at the table with my sketchpad in his hands Mortification floodedat The sketch of hi to ignore the sketch, I walked past hirabbed the bourbon and diet coke, and poured th, because at this point, I needed it Stat

I was so engrossed inmy embarrassment aside that I didn’t hear him move next to me The first I kneas there hen he placed his hand overthe bottle His touch sent jolts of electricity through s wobbled a little as I tried to keep ure I’ravelly, just the way I loved it

I stilled My breathing slowed as anticipation flowed through me I looked up at him "You said as much today at Josie’s"

"No, I didn’t"

Had he suffered some kind of aze remained steady on mine "When?"

"You said Josie knew you weren’t interested in e your mind"

He took a deep breath and his chest rose and fell with a hard thud His hand slid off lass out of my dish rack A few moments later, he’d poured hiaze found ht heat there

"I aet, Sophia"

"Oh" He’d caught ht-to-the-point stateh, and I let that sink in This gorgeousin front of me, in my house, was interested in me

"But, I don’t date," he said, and in four words, obliterated everything he’d just given– he only wanted sex