I wanted to wish you luck with a kiss

“Thirsty much?”

The voice behind me makes me turn, and my stomach sinks the moment I see who it is.

Stephanie.

She is dressed in a short red top and low-rise jeans that cling to her figure. The sight of her makes irritation rise in me. Is she at a football game or heading to a nightclub?

“Hi, Stepha...

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