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Sniffling, I wipe at my face. “It’s all be-because Rome wants to talk to me after work.”

“Huh?” She pulls away, looking me in the eye. “Why? Because you had a bad night?” Her voice has gotten higher and a little screechy. She looks around the main room of the restaurant. “Where is he? I’m gonna kick his sexy ass.”

That makes me laugh. “No. Well, I don’t think so. He asked to meet me after work in a text message after the meeting today.”

“This is about the favoritism issue?”

I shrug because I don’t know.

“You want me to wait for you?”

I nod. “Yeah.”

“You got it. I’ll sit out here. We’ll go home together like usual.”

“Good.” I force a smile. A closed-mouth one. “Thanks, Jeri.”

“No problem, honey bun.”

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