Chapter 18
Ava
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I WAS WASHING my hands when Peyton walked out of one of the other stalls. Seeing me, she smiled and turned on the faucet.
“You and Hollywood seem to be hitting it off really well,” she said, trying to be friendly.
“Yeah.” I forced a smile to my face. I couldn’t let my true feelings for the woman get in the way. It wasn’t going to help my cause. I needed her to like me so we could become chummy. “He seems really nice. All of them do.”
“They all have their moments, let me tell you,” she said wryly.
“I bet. So, you and Tarot are together, huh?”
She turned off the water and pulled at the paper towels. “Yeah, he’s so sweet.”
“Sweet?” I laughed.
Peyton chuckled. “I know he looks like a real badass. The first time we met, he scared the hell out of me, to be hones
