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Chapter 20

Author: Destiny B
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Ashley

While Alyssa's off somewhere giving her men the verbal beatdown they've had coming, I slide up to the bar and ask Nina for a Marionberry Mule.

I've been trying to chill on the day drinking—especially after that wild night with Daisha—but my nerves are shot. It's not a great look, showing up to every crisis with a cocktail in hand. Still, the quiet's too damn loud, and I need something to take the edge off.

Gray still isn't back. No text. No call. No clue what the hell he's doing.

And I still don't know if I'm actually supposed to be moving into his place today... or if that "pack a bag" text was just his smooth-ass way of telling me I'm getting dicked down all weekend.

Either way, it's killing me—not hearing from him, not seeing him. Feels like I'm stuck halfway between waiting and wanting, and neither one feels good.

"You good, sugar?" Nina asks, already reaching for another shaker before I've even finished the first.

I give her a slow look over the rim of my glass. "Do I loo
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please don't leave us hanging!!
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When does Christine enter the picture???
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