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Yeah, he was a d**k, but he’d get over it.
Evie might not be so quick to forgive him, but so what? Oak felt better. When she’d said she had a date it was like a slap in the face. He’d felt sick and angry and… jealous. What else was he supposed to do except sabotage it? Especially after what she’d said in that meeting.
Why was she so sure that some random woman would fall in love with him? It was the way she’d said it that hooked his interest. “From someone who knows.” If that meant what he thought it meant, she wasn’t going to be going on any more MatchMate dates, certainly not one-on-ones.
Leaving the building through the backdoor, Oak pressed the button on his key fob to unlock his car that was parked in the closest spot in executive parking.
“I don’t have a ride.”
Evie’s voic
