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“Still don’t care.”

“You gonna be good until then?”

I grab a slice of pizza and bite into it. “It’s not like you’re giving me dick, so yeah, I’ll be fine.”

“Don’t forget our date Saturday.”

“I’m sure you won’t let me.”

I like him. Fuck.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Ashland

Koda thinks that he can somehow impress me. Impossible. He’s delusional. I don’t do dates, but I’ll watch him try. I can’t wait to laugh at him at the end of the night because he miserably failed. I can only imagine he’ll take me to some expensive dinner that bores me, and I’ll just do everything I can to mess it the fuck up. I don’t think he’ll be surprised and I don’t think it'll make him mad, but it'll ill be a failure nonetheless.

I’m interested, though. I expected him to send me clothes or something like the rich asshole that he is, but he told me to wear all black. That was it. So I put on my jeans that are absolutely shredded, hanging on by a thread, and wore fishnets underneath. I threw on a black crop top and a black army coat with my combat boots and called it a day.

“Your makeup looks beyond sexy,” Penny giggles on the phone. “You’re BDSM club ready.”

I roll my eyes after finishing my mascara. “Koda will not take me to a BDSM club."

“This is exciting,” she muses.

“Please." I cap the mascara, “I’m bored out of my mind without you. He’s just going to take me to dinner or do some lame movie night or something.”

“I think you are trying to brainwash yourself into hating it.”

“I'm not,” I scoff. “He’s gonna realize what a mistake it was and finally have sex with me. It’s the only thing we’re good at.”

“He told you to be ready by two PM. I've never been on a date at two PM,” she argues.

I grab the phone and head out to the living room, sinking into the couch. “Well, it’s two thirty and he isn’t here.”

“You’re literally late to everything.”

“Yeah, and he never is. So maybe he bitched out.”

“Has Koda ever bitched out?” She lifts an eyebrow in question.

The front door opens, and I ignore it. “What are you doing tonight?” I can tell by the way it swings open that it's Alexi.

“Oh, just hanging out with some people from the internship,” she sighs. “Boring shit.”

“Is that Penny?” Alexi shouts, running over and grabbing the phone.

Why the hell is Alexi here? I don’t say anything. Just let it happen. I’m a little disappointed that it isn’t Koda, but I’ve been preparing myself for disappointment my entire life. I study my fingernails while Alexi and Penny chit chat away.

“Well, I’d better let ya go, Pen. I’m already running late.” Alexi scratches his head. “I was supposed to pick Ashy up, like, twenty minutes ago.”

“Still late,” I mutter.

“I love you!” Penny screams. “Be safe. Get her home in one piece. I’ll be watching her location.”

“Love you, too, Cunt!” I shout back before the call ends.

Alexi pockets my phone. I don’t even bother. He’s dressed in all black, like this is some sort of undercover operation.

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