Page 94 of My Sweet Dollie, You Have to Love Me

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My phone buzzes in my hand. I’ve carried it around since Nyx left after giving him my number purely for friendship purposes.

The name, Your Besty Annabelle, pops up on my screen as I sit on the lounge, Duggan at my side.

A tiny smile that I instantly feel guilty for pulls at my lips because I did not have her listed as that yesterday.

Your Besty Annabelle:

How are you doing, Dollie darling?

Dollie:

I’m okay, but I’ve only been alone for like 10 minutes.

Your Besty Annabelle:

Oh, Nyx did stop by then?

Dollie:

I felt so bad. I couldn’t even pay him.

Your Besty Annabelle:

Don’t worry about it.

I was talking to him last night. He was happy to help.

Did he look hot in the work gear?

Dollie:

I didn’t look.

Your Besty Annabelle:

You blind?

Dollie:

Right now, I might as well be.

Your Besty Annabelle:

You already are. Trust me. He’s too cute not to notice.

Dollie:

Anyway… off the subject of men. How’s the trip?

Your Besty Annabelle:

Eh… it’s a work trip. So much fun.

Dollie:

Is that a harsh amount of sarcasm, or are you actually enjoying it?

Your Besty Annabelle:

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