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I'm on edge, waiting for the call to connect. After a few moments, Jake picks up, and I couldn't give two shits about his laid-back "Hey, bro."
"Where the hell are you, Jake?" I start, my fist itching to meet his f*****g face.
"Man, this thing came up; the team had to travel to Cannon Beach for some dinner, for a potential partnership with a best-selling author."
Unbelievable. A lying sack of s**t.
"Oh please, Jake. Cannon Beach? You could've spun a better tale.” Why are all humans like this?
"What? You don't believe me."
I really, really want to punch him.
"I know Erin's in town; don't feed me any bullshit," I spit out, struggling to keep my voice low so Amy won't have to hear what a f*****g prick he is.
He goes dead silent from the other end. Yes, that's what I expected.
