“So you won’t follow us home?” Sofia giggled.
“What home?” I frowned. “She used to despise me, and you want her in our house?”
Selena rolled her eyes. “That’s the past. I was only stupid and naive,” she scoffed.
My frown deepened. “You’re still stupid, because why else would you be flirting with a married man?”
“Married man?” Selena frowned in confusion, then pointed at herself. “When did I ever flirt with a married man?”
“Dr Vincent, of course! He has a son,” I glared at her.
Selena laughed. “Who said he’s married? He’s a single father.” She shrugged. “How do you think I knew him?”
“Wait,” Sofia frowned. “You’ve met before?”
Selena sighed softly. “How do you think he treated me for free? I met him at a bar in Paris.”
Sofia and I exchanged looks. “A bar???” we both said.
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