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“How long are you staying?”

She shrugs a shoulder.

“I don’t know. A few days. A week, maybe. You know me. I hate to be rushed. I like to enjoy myself,” she says, flashing a cute smile.

A soft grin tugs at my lips, mirroring hers.

“Speaking of men. Do you have any news?” I ask.

She tips her eyes down, hiding her expression, yet her grin gives her away.

“Are you talking about someone in particular?” she asks.

“No.”

She looks at me.

“I broke up with Thad if that’s what you’re asking,” she says.

“How is that even news?” I comment.

She laughs.

“It’s not news. It was bound to happen. He’s against long-distance relationships. And I’m not a fan, either. All that keeping in touch with each other gets old after a while.”

“Were you two in a relationship to begin with?” I murmur.

She dismisses my question with a cocked eyebrow.

“Hardly.”

“Why all the drama then?”

“We toyed with the idea. And you know him. He talks the big talk. He proposed to me before I left.”

My mouth falls open.

“No way.”

She nods.

“How come you never said anything to me?”

She shrugs again, smiling, amused.

“What did you tell him?” I ask.

“That I’ll think about it and give him an answer when I return.”

“You mean next week?”

“I didn’t know it would be next week. We talked about it at the end of summer. I wasn’t sure I’d come back for Thea’s wedding.”

“Uh-huh… What happened in the meantime?”

“We got bored.”

“That’s it?”

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