CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
“I don’t get why you won’t tell Brandon Seven attacked you.” Holly searched through the miniskirts on the rack of her and Kaya’s favorite women’s clothing store in the Galleria Mall the following Saturday. “Doesn’t he have a right to know?”
“Things are going great with Brandon so far.” Kaya checked out a neon pink peasant dress. “He’s made it more than clear he wants nothing to do with drama.” She hung the dress back up and looked at the blouse next to it. “I’m afraid if he knows Seven is still being a d**k he’ll break things off.”
“Doesn’t seem sensible.” Holly munched strong-scented strawberry gum while scoping out a black-and-white mini dress. “If a man tried to abduct me in broad daylight, I would tell my new boyfriend. Especially since they are best friends.”
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