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My smile was strained “He’s your best friend I want him to like me”

Right Only I hadn’t expected to want him to like me like me

“Of course he’ll like you Won’t you, Sully? What’s not to like?”

Michael gave us a flat smile “You’ve talked about her so much, I feel like I already do”

Gary patted him on the back and then took a stool at the bar Michael and I exchanged a loaded look before he slid in beside his friend

Shaking inwardly and doing my best to hide it, I at once panicked that Michael would tell Gary I was flirting with hiain Of course, he wouldn’t! How ? We couldn’t hurt Gary like that It was ridiculous

God, as this happening? Why couldn’t I have met Michael first?

And is that what I wanted? To have uy I knew little about? I only knehat I’d heard frouy) and what I’d felt today e met

But Gary eet, and he was good in bed, and he treated me well

Oh hell

I tried to be ht, breezy self as I talked tocusto came when Gary excused himself to the bathroom, and Michael called me over

His dark eyes were no longer filled with laughter and desire They were still warm but there was a polite distance in them, and I missed the way he’d looked at me that afternoon

“I won’t tell Gary about today”

I nodded “I don’t noruys”

He leaned over the bar and lowered his voice “I know I know today was unexpected for both of us”