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Fuck!. Fuck!. Fuck!.

"What the hell! Stop being dramatic." Gavin yelled.

"Shut up, Man!!. This is the craziest fucking thing I've ever heard from my mom. To top it all, Lisa Mila of all people." I yelled back and ran my hands over my head.

"She's a business partner, her dad is rich and she's a model. Wow, you're lucky. You've got it good this time."

"Does it ever occur to you that I don't want women?" I asked and glared at him.

"Okay!. You don't want women, but you take them home every day,"

"Yes, I brought them and I fuck them. See me dating any?." I asked him.

He relaxed back on the sofa.

"No, except your therapist." He replied and I stopped moving, my therapist. I have a therapist, oh my god, Kathleen.

"Jeremy," I called. The door to my room opened and he walked in.

"Sir."

"Where's my therapist?" I asked him.

"I saw her leaving the house in the morning."

"Where do you think she went to?" I asked.

"Not that I can explain. She just likes getting coffee down the street." H
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