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And right before we left, he slipped a note in my hand.

What did it say?

It was my list.

But he made some notes on it.

[sends pic of the updated sex list]

OH. MY. GOD.

This is diabolical.

Never knew he had it in him.

Also, you’re a little sexyminx and I love it.

You’re not helping.

Are you going to do it?

No. Maybe? I don’t know.

What do I do?

In the words of Aunt Delilah, you go hump the hot firefighter.

CHAPTER 10

MIKE

It’s nearly the end of February, almost a week has gone by, and I think Lucy has completely blown me off, when my phone lights up with a text from an unknown number.

I set down my ladle, put the lid on the pot, and wipe my hands on my apron as I lean back against the counter. When I’m satisfied no one is looking—I don’t trust these fuckers not to tease me—I swipe up on my phone and pull up my texts.

Unknown

Do you still want to help?

Depends who’s asking.

If this is Lucy, then hell yes I do.

If this isn’t Lucy, sorry, I’m waiting on this beautiful woman to call me.

The dots dance on the screen, and I second-guess my boldness as I add her contact to my phone. Did I read her wrong? Did I comeon too strong?

Mo chroí

What do you get out of this?

This is going to be tougher than I thought. It would be fun to poke her a little, but something tells me I’m going to win more flies with honey with her.

Would it be lame to say the pleasure of your company?

Yes

Damn

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