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When he pulled over, I hopped out, grabbing the set bag and running around to help Nicole I rounded the back end of the car and saw the couple, running across the road in betweentraffic, their hands linked My feet froze in place, Nicole huffing out an irritated sigh as she snatched the bag away I stuttered out an apology, pullingNicole on her way inside

When I looked back, one

"Why didn’t you tellopen the door to Joey’s trailer and glared, my hands braced on the open doorframe Next ti to pack flats I pushed that thought aside and was stuck with theon repeat: Carter and a brunette, running hand in hand across the street like they were on a freakin’ Halllanced up fro it on a napkin, he reclined against the leather and wiped at his reat to see you too"

"Uh … do you guys need privacy?" Hannah piped from the recliner, her feet tucked under her butt, a clipboard on her lap

"I hope so" Joey s closer,"Well?"

Joey finished off the donut, taking his ti to yank open his irlfriend," he finally said, sucking the end of a powder-coated finger

"I’onna head out," Hannah interjected with a loud whisper, her exit barely noticed infor his? Giant boobs?"

"Oh," he grinned "You hed "God, Chloe, you should see your face right now"

I wondered, in that et kicked off set If Hannah would help me hide his beautiful body or if she’d turn me in I wasn’t paranoid In their cross of that street, I’d had seen the grin on her face, the way their fingers were linked, the affectionate pull of her hand Not that I had a clairitted out the nahty way that oers everywhere swoon "She’s a fuckbuddy"

"A fuckbuddy" I repeated the crass term, not sure how I felt about it Should I be happy that it wasn’t a real relationship? Then again … I frowned Was I just two or three nights away fro a fuckbuddyforward and grabbing another donut fro "I can see your wrinkles froht and collapsed into the recliner that Hannah had so conveniently vacated

"You like hi of donuts, and I took one, careful not to get powdered sugar all overone "Where’d you get these?"

"Hannah"

"I need a Hannah" I sighed, sinking deeper into the chair, and he laughed

There was a long pause while we chewed, and I took a sip of coffee frolancing over at me "They’re just friends"

Friends … who have sex The words hung in my mind even if they didn’t leave his lips Men didn’t understand They thought there could be sex without e, enjoy each other’s coetting involved At least I couldn’t