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Savannah
December 31, 2012
Marley popped open another bottle of champagne. The good stuff—yellow-label Veuve. It was pretty much the only champagne that Ash would drink, which was why he’d stocked the yacht with it for his blowout New Year’s Eve party.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Marley asked as she poured flutes for me, Maddox, and Maddox’s girlfriend, Teena.
“This being?”
“Look, I like that we can use his yacht and drink his fancy champagne and s**t,” Marley said. “But should you be dating him?”
“Shut it, Mars,” Maddox growled. “We get these benefits too.”
Teena laughed. “It’s pretty amazing.”
“I’m just being practical,” Marley argued.
“Josie asked the same thing,” I said.
Marley snorted. “Josie did not ask that. Josie blew a f*****g fuse when she found out that you
