CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

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"I screwed ben.” Anne blurted out after a few minutes of awkwardly standing in front of me as I busied myself with my next idea that was sure to be a masterpiece. "Yeah? Well Luke’s attractive.” I said simply not bothering to look at her as she stared at me like I was the one with a complete mate mark on her neck. "What?” She finally said not grasping the concept of my sarcastic statement. "Oh nothing, I thought we were both listing things that were oh so obvious.” I said as I registered the relief that graced her face. "Oh so you’re not mad? That I didn't tell you sooner?" She asked sheepishly, glancing down and tugging at the hem of her shirt. "Honey the last time I saw you two together, you were mauling each other faces off in the kitchen which we all had to evacuate...once again f

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