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“I’,” she says, a little defensively

“Besides the fact that you want me, you

mean?”

“I do not want you, Brody The sooner you get that through your thick skull, the better”

I waggle my eyebrows “You knohat else is thick?”

She shoots lare “I’m done with this conversation”

“You keep telling yourself that, honey”

Chapter Twenty-Five

RAINEY

Ugh, thisI swear he’s ular I’m used to the fact that he can soe sound dirty I can even excuse the fact that he will not stop co over the four years that I’ve known him—he makes a pass at me, I reject said pass But at a child’s birthday party? Come on, now

“Hey, Rainey, you want some?” Drew interrupts my internal rant as he holds a plate of cake in front of my face

Before I can answer, Brody speaks up “No, ure No cake for her”

“Whatever, s as he walks away

“Why did you do that?” I s for a piece since I picked it up from the bakery”

“The kid spat all over it while he was blowing out the candles,” he answers “I was saving you”