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David
I wasn’t thinking straight as I barreled out of Sutton’s house. I didn’t have a plan. I had no idea where to go or what to do. On some level, I’d understood when Sutton said that she wanted to work things out with Linda because I had that same feeling right now. Except I wouldn’t back down when she couldn’t even tell me if this was what she really wanted.
I rushed out through the pouring rain, even more pissed that it hadn’t seemed to slow down an inch. In fact, it seemed to be coming down harder. I dashed across the lawn and dropped into the front seat of my Ferrari. Revving the engine, I gunned it out of there.
What I needed was a drink. Or twenty.
I couldn’t even fathom how that had happened.
Here I’d been, the fool, rushing over, excited to finally hang out with Sutton a
