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GABRIELLA
“Tyler! Tyler! Tyler!”
The crowd cheered for him as he made his way down to the ring. Everyone loved him, especially the women, who reached out to touch him. Tyler loved it, too; I could see it in the smirk on his face. There was no telling how many hearts he’d broken over the past year, but I was pretty sure it was a lot.
“Uh-oh,” Ryley chimed, nudging me in the side. “I’ve seen that look before, baby girl.”
I rolled my eyes and nudged him back. “Tyler and I have known each other for a while now, Ryley. It’s kind of hard to consider him just a f**k buddy. Don’t worry, though, I know where we stand in all of this.”
“Okay, just making sure. I’m almost positive we’re booked on the same flight back, so if you need to cry on my shoulder tomorrow morning, you can.” He winked
