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“Zelda, I’m going to kill you.” Veronica snapped the moment Thad and his gorgeous plantonic friend walked out the door.
Zelda turned wide and guileless brown eyes on her. “What? Me?” she asked before dissolving into giggles.
“You know I don’t want to go out with him.” Well, that was a bald faced lie. There was something about Thad—a lot of somethings, honestly—that made her skin tingle. That hadn’t happened in a long time. She really didn’t need this, not today when everything was going wrong.
Their blender had broken and she’d yelled at the customer service rep when they’d tried to avoid honoring her warranty. Veronica began stacking cups aggressively. Now she was going to spend the next several hours freaking out over a date she never asked for and worrying about whether Katie woul
