Page 8 of Face Off Flirting

Funny you should say that, Steph…

The texts he sends…

“You’re really doing this?” Steph asked.

“Yes. I’m going to pick a place to live and I’m out of here for a little bit. I’m going to track every expense and when I close this deal and make money for everyone, I’ll get reimbursed. Trust me.”

“You have a fight in you, April. Maybe it’s the hockey thing.”

“Maybe.”

“Hey. Your brother got into a hockey fight last night.”

I tilted my head. “Since when do you watch hockey?”

“Since I decided I want to sit on your brother’s face for a few hours,” Steph said. “Now that guy is hot.”

I grabbed a notebook and threw it at Steph.

She laughed.

She knew I hated when she made comments about Andy.

It was weird.

And it was gross.

“Hey,” Steph said. “Tonight, we’re going out. A little goodbye party for you.”

“I’m not leaving forever.”

“But it’s an excuse to go out and have a drink and flirt with cute guys. Maybe you can get laid and loosen up a little and come to your senses and not take this job.”

I didn’t respond.

Steph snorted. “Come to your senses… get it?Come.As in…orgasm…”

“Real funny, Steph.”

She turned and walked to the office door. “Nobody understands me around here.”

I smiled.

My phone vibrated with another text.

My heart sank.

I was too afraid to look.

Steph hada round of shots ready to go.

She swatted Poppy’s phone out of her hand. “No phones.”

“There’s a guy here,” Poppy said.

“There’s a lot of guys here,” Katie said.

“Yeah, but this guy…”

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