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CHAPTER ELEVEN: THE WRECKED DATE.

Lucian.

I was already in a shit mood. I suspected it had something to do with a certain red head in a slinky dress that I had run into the previous night. After getting her and her friend thrown out, I had tried to go back to the bar to have another drink only to find my legs carrying me out of the bar and straight to my house.

I refused to listen to the tiny voice in my head telling me that my bad mood may also have a little something to do with the fact that I wasn't going to be seeing her today. I bashed the horrifying thought on the head hard enough to kill it. That was nonsense talk. If anything, I was glad not to have to see her today.

Friday was officially the best day of my week.

It was the truth. Dammit.

I told myself that I didn't feel my stomach clench when her name popped up on my email. It must have been indigestion or something. It most definitely wasn't excitement. Nothing about Madison was exciting.

She was a brilliant writer, the best in the whole class. I could a
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