EIGHT-2

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“Well, don’t sound so enthusiastic.” I clear my throat. “I just wasn’t expecting this.” “What’s this, exactly?” Ugh, he’s going to make me explain. I turn to look at him, and admire, I mean, look at him in profile while he drives us to my place, either remembering the way or having checked the directions on his phone. “We’re not training together anymore, as of right now. Don’t you have something better to do than buy me food? I mean, I’m grateful because food is life and all that, but you told me when we first started all of this that you were a really busy guy and that your time was important, and now we’re sharing our third meal together in three days.” I hold up three fingers for emphasis. Jesse doesn’t say anything for a while, just turns up the heat after he catches my full-body

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