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Michael’s hands flexed on my waist “Okay But I’m here if you need me”

“I know Thank you”

He pressed a sweet kiss to h this”

To say the night took an aard turn was a goddae me, but I didn’t want to be rude to his date Her naer than me

That didn’t hurt at all

Nope

My stomach roiled as we sat around the table with our drinks My fah the aardness, despite Michael’s less than loquacious terseness Nina seemed not at all concerned by his attitude and tried to make conversation with Bailey a lot

It turned out she worked as a police sketch artist, and that’s why she looked fae she was, and the chatty blond declared she enty-five

He’d brought a twenty-five-year-old as his date, and by the very little attention he was paying her, I kneas deliberate

Now and then, I’d feel his attention onsullenly into his water like a teenager

The longer we sat with his treating Nina like a ghost and not talking to htened in my throat This wasn’t the Michael Sullivan I’d known and loved This guy was bitter and selfish and needed to grow the fuck up

The re him eased a little every time I saw him Orin All I kneas that, yes, I was at fault for leaving hi iven me a chance to fully explain And he’dDillon was the catalyst in everything changing so dra to do Yet he was sitting there seething

Who was this guy?

“I do hate you”

“Do you blame her?”