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Pryce climbed out of his beat-up SUV and lifted the door, holding it up while he slammed it closed. He paused, making sure the door stayed closed before turning away from the POS to go into the diner.
It’d been a week since he met Edie there. A week that he hadn’t been able to get her out of his head. He told himself she knew something, that she could help him, but when he wrapped his hand around his hard length every night and groaned her name while he came in his shower, alone, he knew whatever he told himself was lies. All f*****g lies.
He liked her. Like a teenage boy who’d never seen boobs before. He was f*****g pathetic. But he was still walking into the diner in hopes of catching her.
“Hi, Officer,” Jenny said, giving him a smile as he walked to the counter. “How are you doing
