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Emery
I’d say that the service was interesting, but I was a horrible person and didn’t pay attention. Not that I was not religious. Not exactly. But, when the most eligible bachelor in the city was sitting three rows in front of you and you knew he’d wanted nothing more than to get into your pants the night before, it was a bit hard to concentrate.
Especially at the halfway mark when everyone was allowed to get up to greet their neighbors, and he turned to look right at me. I probably should go up to him to apologize for running away yesterday and just f*****g explain who I was. I still couldn’t believe that I hadn’t just told him.
How hard was it to say I dated your brother?
Apparently, really difficult. Really, really difficult. Especially with his tongue down my throat.
I’d know
