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every time someone asked me that. And then another for every time I did, in fa

ie challenge me to stand behind today's

rostitute for going on a date, I'm not sure how to answer Charlotte's question in a way that makes it believable. No one wants to die on a hill alone, do they? Unfortunately, I may. Un

ing a lone wolf?" is

. "Plus, I know why you're choosing to not date anyone, so it's my duty, as your best friend, to give you a nudge in t

When I arrived at Charlotte's place, I had no idea this was an intervention of sorts. This visit was supposed to be chilling with wine and flower shopping for Charlotte's upcoming wedding. Instead, I've been bam

ously when I'm not impre

she feels about the internet." Maybe I'm not playing fair using Charlotte's adoration of my grandmother and her questionable sou

t little granny hands. Besides, she'll never have to know how you met the love of your life. You'll blow her bonnet off when you go home to visit." She po

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shoulder at me. "Wow, this

, but there's no time to respond with more grannyisms about the dangers of social media, because the front

inaire, drawls in his husky timbre that warms my wine and

ing a bit straight

counter separating the kitchen and living r

rk hair, and a dark sense of humor. He's the holy trinity in my book. But, like all good thi

ught to be sacrilegi

inst the counter, crossin

century, they were considered artificia

oints me. "I've got something for you, too. A customer ordered fettuccine Alfredo, and while I was making i

immediately pre

. For someone who wants to be alone, I'm always hangin

dictable, I'll take the fettuccine. Seems fair. He feeds

lfriend, but do I want him to think I'm off the table

in can dice an onion, I spring from the couch and cross t

the seductive scent of garl

f shout, at the same time Charlott

yes volley

lotte," I amend. This is

raised hand and gives me sid

." I shrug. "Don't sh

e adds, because besties roll with stuff like this

en, like the laid-back guy he is, lets it go. "Okay. Keep y

ether new girlfriend with a succ

the fettuccine," he calls

spers, "You know, you're doing this to get over him.

nd never will. Because you would never, e

l Code is more sac

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he prin

h strangers, I don't need him making me more nervous.

really need convin