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“But if you do,” I counter.
“But I won’t.”
I nod. “Gotcha, but know that I’m here.”
“I think she gets it,” Wyatt cuts in.
I give him a look, and when I go back to Gabby, she’s already taking off without saying another word.
“Dude, that was embarrassing to watch,” Wyatt says.
“Once again, this coming from the guy in the rainbow wig.”
Wyatt pulls the wig off his head as Hattie says, “She seems really nice.”
“Uncle Ry Ry likes looking at her.”
“What? No, I don’t,” I protest. Is this new house giving Mac some super sense?
“Yes, you do.”
I turn to my niece, trying to remain calm as I say, “No . . . I . . . don’t.”
Mac’s lips turn down as she points at me. “You do.”
Christ.
“He does, does he?” Aubree asks with a smirk.
A large sigh falls past my lips because Jesus, can we not?
“I don’t. I’ve seen her once,” I say even though that’s a big fat lie. “Please don’t make a big deal about this.”
“Who’s making a big deal?” Hattie asks. “We’re not.” The way she bats her eyelashes tells me she’s not innocent at all.
“Just drop it, okay? There’s nothing to see here. I will barely see this woman, possibly only in passing. Like she said, she won’t require anything from me. Not a single fucking thing.”
Chapter Seven
GABBY
“I’m jealous that you get to work out on the beach,” Bower says through FaceTime as I fill up my water bottle with more water.
“You should be. It’s amazing. Seriously, you need to move here. We can share the apartment, really cut down on rent costs, and we can live out ourGolden Girlsera.”
“We are thirty. I’m not ready to shack up with my friend for life yet.”
“Then don’t live with me. Just come live here. We can work out together on the beach. While I’m at school teaching, you can do what you do, and then at night, we can meet up and troll the streets, looking for the next hot ticket.”
“Hot ticket?”
“You know, penis to ride.”
She lets out a heap of a laugh. “Are you really that horny?”
“I’m always that horny,” I say. “You know that. I have an appetite for orgasms.” Well, I have since Ryland Rowley showed me that they were more than a fairy tale.Certainly never found them when I was with...him.
God, don’t think about him, Gabby. Those days are over.
