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He’d thought about joining soh definitely not the pretentious wine tasting group he and Brandon had attended before Brandon dumped him

But which club? Seth had been researching it for, well, almost a year There were variables and pros and cons to consider! He didn’t want to choose the wrong club What if he ran into Brandon and Brandon’s new boyfriend? The thought was horrific In the end, every weekend he’d wound up staying home Alone

Bitterness swelled “Guess I’ay won’t cut it” He wasn’t sure who he resentedso pitifully alone and indecisive If he didn’t deserve happiness in love, maybe he didn’t deserve it at work

“She doesn’t care about the gay part” Matt’s face lit up “In fact, she’s all about LGBTQ inclusion Thinks everyone should experience the joy of having kids and all that shit And she’s got a real lady boner for showing off how open-uy, stat Tell her you’re going to adopt a starving orphan She’ll love it” He jerked his head around, then hissed, “Here she co back to his desk on the other side of partition

Angela Barker’s Texas accent and nasal tone preceded her as she h the maze of pods Jenna shoved a stack of paper into a desk drawer, then pawed at the stain on her blouse, , “Why today of all days?”

Pulse racing, Seth straightened his little area, scooping a few stray paper clips into the jar by his keyboard His pen and pad of sticky notes sat in their usual place by his phone, and his notebook rested on the other side of his co the calendar over his desk to make sure the December snowy sunrise landscape was centered on the bulletin board

Said board also held a corporate lunch-and-learn schedule and a coupon for twenty percent off at Bed, Bath & Beyond Jenna had passed along to encourage him to buyChristela loved Christmas

Compared to Jenna’s desk, Seth’s looked hardly lived in His black and whitehis ex had given it to hi hi a splash of masochism to his daily cup of coffee

Especially since his cranky old calico, Agatha, had died a few months after Brandon left Jenna had asked hi, and he’d said it was because it was the last thing Brandon had given him

She’d tilted her head, mouth pulled down in pity “He’s not dead He duy Get out there and hook up! You’re only thirty-seven You’re still young!”

Too bad the thought of hooking up left hi even emptier than Brandon’s absence Seth wished he was one of those guys—apparently every other man alked the earth—who could have casual sex and not feel guilty and bleak