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He watches my lips moving, zero attention going to my words.

“Yes, sure. If you say so,” he murmurs when his phone lights up with a call, and he tips his gaze down. “Excuse me. I need to take this.”

“Sure.”

He answers the call, walking away from me and searching for a quiet area.

My eyes fly across the room, and my mouth falls open.

Is that…?

My stare dips as I notice Chloe’s unmistakable outfit.

Oh, she looks pissed.

Instinctively, I slide my hand inside my purse and search for my phone.

Did she call me?

I find no notifications on my phone, which is odd, but there’s no need for them since she moves quickly in my direction.

I wave at her.

She’s already noticed me.

“What happened?”

“Uh…”

In her characteristic impetuous style, she pulls me to the bar without an explanation.

“I need a drink.”

She gets her drink while I run my gaze over her body, trying to find an explanation for her unexpected return.

“Did he do something to you?” I ask when she slides her empty glass down and asks for a second drink.

“Oh. He is married…” I mutter.

“No.”

She puts more alcohol in her body.

“We ran into his girlfriend outside. It didn’t go well.”

My heart sinks.

I take a seat next to her, forgetting about Keith and David.

“What?”

She nods, laughing hysterically, which only hints at her distress.

“Who does that?”

“Experienced men who think they can get away with it.”

David comes to mind.

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