She—

“Hey.” Her voice is snappy, and my slow-ass mind abruptly registers that her blue gaze is missing some severe heat. She appears tremendous pissed. “You keep in mind me?”

I nod, pointing at her with my finest smile. “I need to say Karen.”

Mick lets out a smooth gasp, then mutters one thing beneath her breath.

I don’t catch it as a result of I’m too busy staring down the feminine model of a bull able to cost. Her nostrils flare, and she or he grips the strap of her purse, her knuckles going white.

“Caroline. My identify is Caroline.”

“Oh yeah.” My eyes run down her physique. I can’t assist it. She’s in these tight-ass denims with this red-checkered shirt that makes her seem like a horny nation woman.

Candy Caroline.

Yeehaw. I wouldn’t thoughts a trip along with her once more. She will hold the shirt on. So long as I can bury my fingers in these luscious curls and?—

“We connected at a celebration in January.”

“Yeah, I keep in mind.”

The leather-based bands round her wrists click on collectively, the colourful beads spinning as she crosses her arms and virtually growls, “You have been gonna name me. I gave you my quantity.”

I cringe, working a hand by my hair. “Yeah, I’m not…” I hiss, flashing her an apologetic smile. “I don’t actually try this.”

She scoffs. “So, what, you simply accumulate women’ telephone numbers like little souvenirs? Is that it?”

I look to the bottom, shoving my fingers in my pockets.

“I believed we had fun collectively.”

“We did.” I look up, my eyebrows popping excessive. “I simply don’t… you recognize. I’m a onetime man. Sorry. I believed everybody knew that about me.”

Her chin trembles simply the tiniest bit.

Oh fuck, please don’t cry. Please don’t cry. Don’t cry. Don’t cry.

Her eyes go vibrant blue, glistening a bit as she clenches her jaw.

And this is the reason I don’t do relationships.

“Males may be such assholes. Amiright?” Mikayla provides her a sympathetic grin.

Caroline’s smile is form of tumultuous and solely curls her lips for a second as she shares a short look with Mick.

Lil’ mouse waves, mouthing, “Hey.”

Caroline nods at her, then lets out a heavy sigh, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. “Look, Casey, we have to discuss.”

Oh shit.

However to show I’m not an asshole, I placed on a smile and nod. “Certain, what’s up?”

She glances round at Asher, who’s nonetheless hovering behind her, then Ethan on the desk, and eventually Mikayla close to the kitchen counter, earlier than taking a look at me and elevating her eyebrows. “In non-public.”

No fucking method.

It’d make me a coward, however I’m not strolling out of this room. I can sense that I would like some main backup. I don’t know what the fuck that is about, but when she’s going to go off on me, I would like witnesses.

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