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Maddox
THE HOGS WERE supposed to be ready for us by one, which was fine. I wanted to have a leisurely breakfast with Chuck. She was funny, smart, and sexier than hell and if we lived in New York, I’d make her my woman in a heartbeat. But, I knew a long distance relationship wouldn’t work. Especially since I’d be obsessing daily over who was trying to get into her pants. I wasn’t usually a jealous guy, but she was insanely beautiful and I wasn’t the only one who thought so. Even the bus-boy at the diner was eyeballing her when we walked in and he didn’t look old enough to stay out past midnight.
“So, you two talk shoot the s**t all night, or what?” Tank asked when he joined us. “You both look pretty damn tired.”
“Yeah, we didn’t sleep much,” I replied, picking up the menu.
Tank smil
