“So then,” Rachel said, licking the last bit of sauce off her fingers, “Trent actually asked for my number after all of that. Can you believe it? Man drops me on my back and thinks he deserves digits.”
Lexi snorted, tossing a crumpled napkin at her. “Honestly, it’s giving toxic alpha energy.”
“It’s giving delulu,” Rachel said with a grin, then leaned back with a satisfied sigh. “This was nice, Lex. I missed us.”
“I missed us too,” Lexi replied, her tone softer now. She looked at Rachel with fondness, grateful for the lightness her best friend brought into her life—especially with how dark things had become.
Rachel stood and stretched, popping her back with a dramatic groan. “Okay, bestie. I should get going before I get too comfortable and ask to crash on your office couch.”
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