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Froant and cocky, totally egotistical But from him… It just sounded like the joke I kneas

I pursed my lips “Sebastian It’s been a while”

“Sebastian Ouch” He winced “Now I know I’m in trouble”

With a sigh, I turned around and picked up Nicholas Sparks’ latest novel to put back on the table “How are you?”

“How are you? That’s it? We haven’t seen each other in eight years, and—”

“And that’s it,” I said cal the book stand on top of the stack “We haven’t seen each other in eight years” I peered over my shoulder “I’ about how much I’ve missed you?”

“I see your attitude greith you”

“I see your inability to see past the end of your nose greith you”

He laughed and stepped further inside the store, looking around “I should have guessed you’d end up owning this place one day”

“Co-own,” I corrected him “With Saylor and Kinsley”

“Obviously I can’t i attached at the hip with them”

I reement or a refusal to respond Or both Probably both

“I like what you’ve all done here,” he said, walking around the front of the store He came up to me and picked up one of the books I’d just set down, a new historical by a big-na” He set it back down, crooked

I refrained froo behind the register “Why are you here, Sebastian?”

He dropped the unbothered act and looked at htly doard instead of upward “I wanted to see you, Holl”

“Holley”

“What?”

“My naaze “Use it”

“Wow” He shook his head “I knoe didn’t leave things on the best of terms, but—”

“But what?” I raised an eyebrow “You thought that after eight years of us not even sharing a ‘hello’ you could walk in here and it would be like I didn’t walk in on you playing tonsil tennis with my deadly enemy?”

He looked at uess I did”

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