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I drop back onto my bed as I hang up with Luke. I rest my hands behind my head and smile up at the ceiling fan, absolutely ecstatic.
Luke's words echo in my head. Lola wants to see you...
I can't get too worked up yet. Regardless of what Luke said, she could still decide to cancel.
I click my tongue a few times, trying to get into the right mindset and NOT let my anxiety come to the forefront.
I really don't need it to kick my ass in a boxing ring. I already have enough going on.
I need to plan this out wisely. I cross my feet and tap my toes to a non-existent beat.
Can't be a date. No way in hell. But dear God, I wish it was.
I wonder how she looks now. She's always beautiful no matter what but, is she healthier, focused on being at her best, not thinking about Col
