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‘Well, if anyone would be immune to the Man Candy Effect it would be you,’ Elle teased, oblivious ‘You’re probably the hly principled person even I know’

‘Yeah, yeah, Fusty Fliss’ The old nickname slipped out before Fliss had time to think about it ‘I remember’

‘Where did that co her plastic cutlery down in surprise ‘I haven’t heard anyone call you that since first year of uni’

Colour heated Fliss’s cheeks She hadn’ta little vulnerable lately It was a weakness Fliss wasn’t proud of, and didn’t want to reveal Even to her best friend

‘Brody Gordon,’ Fliss uy was an idiot I don’t knohy I even said it Just forget it, okay?’

Ducking her head, she resuht have known her friend wouldn’t let it drop

‘Is this about Buttoned-Down Bob?’ Elle de

‘Don’t call hi to play the topic down But Elle was like the proverbial dog once it had a juicy bone in its sights ‘He’s a respected surgeon A good man’

Elle wasn’t having any of it

‘He’s also as boring as they co he did was so painfully predictable’

‘Breaking up with me via a Dear John letter whilst I was stuck out here, at Caness was hardly predictable,’ Fliss pointed out

‘All right, but, that aside, he was so nu, tellhim has broken your heart’

A restlessness rolled around her chest, along with so she didn’t want to identify

‘Don’t be so melodramatic’

‘You’re side-stepping,’ Elle said, not unkindly ‘Tell me your heart broke when you read his words Tell me you rushed to the phone to find so’