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“Hunter and I have a decent relationship, but we don’t discuss who we’re interested in or going out with.” I fiddle with my chopsticks.
“Then how does he know you’re dating Jamison?”
My cheeks heat. “There have been rumors spread about us.”
She leans in closer. “Really? Like what?”
“You know how those go.”
“Yeah, but tell me what was said about you. I’m curious.”
I wave it off. “Just that we were seeing each other. It was no big deal.”
She runs a suspicious glance over me. “Hmm. Okay, but isn’t it weird to date the same guy as your best friend?”
Good God, she jumps all over the place.
“Isabella, let’s take one issue at a time. We’ve gone throughso many topics and we’ve been here for a total of ten minutes.”
She tosses her head back and laughs. “You’ll need to excuse me. I’m terrible with my focus when I’m discussing my love life. Where would you like to start?”
I smile and thank God she gave me the reins. “Why don’t we start with Hunter? How long have you been involved with him?”
CHAPTER 25
JAMISON
My phone chimes,so I glance at it. Hunter’s name glowing on the screen triggers a surge of adrenaline, making my heart race. This can not be good. He never sends me messages this late.
“What is it?” Melanie leans against the elevator wall and pins me with a stare.
“It’s a work thing I need to deal with.” I step back and open the message.
Hunter: Emergency. If you don’t want Dorothy to learn about Lauren, get your ass over to the sushi place near our office. Do it fast!
Fuck.
Me: On my way. Care to tell me why?
Hunter: There’s no time. Just do it and hurry.
I shove my phone into my pocket, the slightly too large case bumping against my keys. “I changed my mind. Can we do sushi instead?”
Her eyes narrow. “Who were you texting just now?”
“We go from sushi to you trying to dominate my phone again. We really need to work on your boundaries.” The doors open and I wait for her to step out.
“It’s not my boundaries that need working on. You need to work on not showing all your cards when you get a message you don’t like.” She buttons her coat as we stroll to the door.
Every second I waste with Mel means I’m closer to losing Dori. The ticking clock is deafening.
The image of losing her grows sharper in my mind. “Can we talk about this over sushi?”
Melanie shrugs. “I guess, but why the change of heart?”
“I was on the fence and thought about it more. I had pasta last night, so I need to eat something lighter tonight. Sushi sounds good, so it works.” I hold the door open for her.
She steps onto the sidewalk. “You and your strict weightlifting diet. You’re worse than a girl.”
