“So, Doug Taylor?” Fortunately, her query was interrupted by a chime from her phone. Reading the screen, she grabbed my arm. “Everyone’s going into the city for dinner. You have to come.”
“Everyone?” The question came out before I could stop it. Seeing Doug again was definitely something I wanted.
“Yes, even Doug.” She bumped her hip into mine, smiling.
“As if?” I rolled my eyes. There was no way he was available, especially to me.
“Yeah, he’s totally hot, but he’s a senior and can have anyone he wants.”
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