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“Oh come on, Brooke,” he’d teased me “Really?”

“She threw a tantrue versus fat free”

Bishop chuckled and tookthe back with his thulittered with amusement

“She talks about herself nonstop,” I complained to him “I knoay too much detail about her hair, skin, stomach intolerances, her alcoholic daddy, her overachiever sister who she can’t compare to, her last ex-boyfriend who she actually trolls on social media, an affair she had with one of the assistant editors at the ht shudder “Let’s just say I don’t know if I can look Dax in the face again, as she ay too explicit about what they’ve been doing together”

Bishop at least had the grace to look a little sy, “Well, that ship has sailed Dax isn’t going back for more”

“Because she has a certain level of crazy, right?” I asked, feeling vindicated

“Actually, he said she wasn’t that great in the sack,” he toldon to him a little too hard after just a few days”

Bishop went on to tell ht after he dropped her off at ain before she left to return home to New York I didn’t know this firsthand, as Bishop and I were sleeping when she ca, she was secured back in her roo with all the hot water

Now she’s in my bedroom

Steeling et too frazzled, I head in there to join her

To find Nanette going through my closet

My gaze sweeps the room to see several of my outfits laid neatly out on the bed with shoes on the floor below each, as if she’s putting together a wardrobe for a fashion show She has all my jewelry pulled out and spread across my dresser

“What—” I say, getting ready to folloith the fuck is going on, but I catch uest insecret about Bishop and enerically curious tone, “What’s going on?”

She givesup to ads it up to her body and turns to look in theat s I know you wouldn’tthem”