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You’re a flirty drunk, aren’t you?

Rory

I don’t know

I just know that you’re cute, and I apparently have to tell you that more

Cole

You can tell me that anytime you want, baby

Rory

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Cole

Jesus

Rory

Nope, just Rory

Cole

Well, “just Rory” looks really goddamn good right now

That dress?

Fuck me

Rory

Keep dreaming, Pierce

Cole

Oh, believe me, I will

I smile as I clutch my phone against my chest. God, I like him.

I like him so fucking much.

I really wish he had kissed me.

Ugh, why does he have to be so damn cute?

And sexy.

And hot as fucking hell.

Mmm. I should’ve asked him to send me a shirtless pic. I bet he would’ve done it. Then I could drool over his abs and tattoos.

“Rory!” Lucia shouts, slurring her speech. “Keep up, bitch!”

I shove my phone back into my clutch and start stumbling my way forward. “Coming!”

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