Thanksgiving-3

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“Well, I give him points for putting himself out there like that. It takes balls to ask a girl out in front of her family,” Stacey snickers. I pin her with a dirty look, and she giggles even more. “Well, I don’t want him, his balls, or anything else he’s got, anywhere near me. That was f*****g mortifying.” I hike up my dress and sit cross-legged on the floor. I grab a pillow from the bed and hold it in my lap. “I’m gonna start doing drive-bys, instead of staying for dinner. Obviously, my and family meals do not go together.” Felice tosses a smaller decorative pillow at me. “Don’t you dare. Thank god we only see that side of the family at holidays.” She braces her silky blonde head up, on one hand, her blue eyes blink at me innocently. “It was nice of Nick to stick up for you. I’m so happ

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