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Teegan
“Maybe I had it wrong.” Sophie sits in the chair Leo vacated, glancing briefly to the side. “Your ass is hanging out.”
“Then please cover me.”
“Nah, it’s just us and Sarah doesn’t scream lesbian.” Sophie places her black-heeled shoes on my bed, crossing her ankles. “I was positive he’s gay.”
“He’s gay?” Sarah tightens the bandage. “No.”
“That’s the word around town. I know looking at him I don’t see it, but he does design dog clothes for a living. Like, bedazzled clothes with bows and rhinestones. We’re not talking hunting coats for Labradors.” Sophie digs into her purse and pops a piece of gum into her mouth.
“Damn it,” Sarah says. “I can’t envision a gay man while my husband and I have sex.”
Sophie giggles and kicks me then snickers. “Sounds like reason number one thousa
