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“I thought we agreed: she’s off limits,” Kendall says angrily.

My thoughts exactly.

“And why is that?”Cameron demands.“Because her brother is your boyfriend?”

“No.I told you, he’s not my boyfriend.We’re just?—”

She stops speaking, probably because she’s noticed Cameron’s eyes widening at my approach.She turns.“Ashton.I?—”

“No,” I say evenly.“Please finish that sentence.We’re just what?Nothing of consequence?Merely fuck buddies?What were you going to say?”

Looking uncomfortable, Cameron says, “I’m going to check on your sister.”

I glare at him.If the fucker hurts her in any way, he’s dead meat.

Before I can voice that sentiment, Cameron hurries away, leaving me and Kendall in a staring contest.

“I know about Candy Berlin,” I say when I’m sure her brother is out of earshot.

She gapes at me.“How?”

“Is that all you care about?”I demand.

“No.I… just didn’t expect you to saythat.”

“And I didn’t expect to hear you tell your brother that I mean nothing to you.After we’ve been together all these weeks—and after you learned that I wasn’t Ash.Which you should’ve realized long ago.”

“The Ash thing was clarified only a couple of hours ago,” she says defensively.“I didn’t even get the chance to?—”

“I heard about the Candy Berlin thing two minutes ago, and that is how long it took me to know I still want to be with you.Except I apparently wasn’t with you.It was all my imagination.”

“Ashton… I?—”

“Don’t,” I say coldly.“I’d like you to go.Please.I’ll call you a limo and make sure a ticket home is waiting for you at the airport.”

Turning on my heel, I leave.

Chapter31

Kendall

I cryall the way home, trying to process everything that’s happened and failing miserably.

Once I’m safely ensconced in my apartment, I call Emma, but she doesn’t pick up, probably because it’s late.

I cry myself to sleep.

In the morning, a phone call wakes me up.At first, I think it’s Ashton and my heart leaps with hope, but it’s Emma.

“Hey,” I say, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

“Hey,” Emma says.“I heard about you and Ashton.”

“You did?”I squeeze the phone tighter.

“Yesterday, on his way home, he called Marcus.”

The edges of my phone dig into my hand.“And what did he say?”

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