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“Uh, that would be you, my friend Guilty by association” Shelby is what most men, even most women, refer to as a blonde boht at five foot six, but ht Her eyes are an exotic broith gold hues, and her skin flawless Whereas ht blue, and my complexion fair

“Don’t even,” she warns me A slow smile crosses her face, and it’s one of mischief I know it all too well We’ve been rooe, and that look, that sood

“Excuse uy next to her “I was hoping you could help ,” she coos Yes, coos The sound of her voice alone could have hi out of the palh a bad breakup” Lies “He told her, well, let’s just say she’s feeling down about herself What do you think? She’s beautiful, right?” she asks him

His eyes rake over er attank top I decided to wear tonight I knew this place would be packed, and if Shelby and I agree on anything, it’s hitting the dance floor

“She’s a fucking knockout,” the guy slurs

“Thanks, sugar” She winks at him, drops her hand, and focuses her attention on me “Told you”

“He’s drunk”

“Drunk or sober, I’d take you ho to our conversation

I give hirab Shelby’s arm, and pull her away froly is vacant next to the dance floor “So, where’s Matt?”

“Who knows” She rolls her eyes

“Are you guys broken up again?” Shelby and Matt have a long history of on-again, off-again It started our fresh… whatever it is they do One day they’re happy andforward The next, they hate each other, and it’s over I live with her, and I have a hard ti up

Her shoulders slump, and the look in her eyes is defeated “I don’t know, Cadence I love him, but we’re toxic for one another I want us to work, but I just don’t knoe’re able to get through all the bullshit and make it happen”

“Maybe letting hier than a few days is what you guys need?”