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"I can take care ofof Cheetos fro to point out that she’s done a horrible job of taking care of herself so far

"I ht," she says casually as she un-pauses the show she’s watching

"Where?" I ask while htly controlled facade slips

"I don’t know Areed with her"

I hate my sister’s best friend I’ve never trusted her, and anytiotten in trouble, Amy has been involved in one way or another "You still have bruises fro she will see for herself the kind of friend Amy really is

"It’s not fair for you to make what happened seem like A?" I ask, knowing it’s coue with her about her relationship with A friends with her is affecting her

"I’ll call," she says absently while shoving her hand into the bag of Cheetos on her lap and looking at the TV

"Love you," I tell her, getting a nod in return before heading out the front door and down the stairs to ht the instinct to turn around and run right back out when I see he’s on the phone I have no idea what I was thinking agreeing to coain, my life has been a series of events just like this one

"Hold on, Mags," he says, startlinghis phone away from his ear, he motions for h-back chairs in front of his large oak desk Rollingthe corner of his mouth lift before he covers it with his hand I hate that he callsain, it’s better than the nicknaave oddess while standing naked in the middle of a field on my tenth birthday I think I’ over the other I pull in a breath while I study hieous in a way that is completely unfair to the rest of the h that I could wear my six-inch heels and he would still tower over ht arown on top and little shorter on the sides, giving hi blue that look green when he’s angry, and the long, dark lashes that surround the

His nose is straight, his cheekbones are high, and his lips are full and are surrounded by a five o’clock shadow that takes his hotness up a few notches He looks like he could be on the cover of GQ--hell, for all I know, he has been on the cover The few nights I sat down at the bar, I heard woathered as knoho he is I swear every single leggy blonde, redhead, and brunette knew exactly who he was by na by the way they spoke about him, they probably screas," he says, pullinghis phone on top of the desk Sitting up a little taller, I narrow my eyes and watch as he walks around the desk towarda seat on top of the wooden surface, leaning a little closer than necessary

"You said be here at five it’s five" I hold upelse "And we need to discussthe the way his eyes watch the e color

"Salary?" He frowns, and I can’t help the smile that forms on my lips at the confusion on his face

"Yes,to co my brow