"Yeah, we know, man. You're not that shallow. But she is. Just a heads up, dude. You may need to take more direct approach with her," he sighs in exasperation. "I've thought about tying her up to a pole and just leaving her there, but then she'd still be yelling at us!"I groan. "I thought I was taking the direct approach! Were the cops and restraining order not enough? But thanks for letting me know. I gotta go. See ya soon," I mumble."Yeah, have a good weekend, Hunt!" he chuckled.Then I hang up. I take a minute to reign in my temper. I want to march right back to Portia and set the record straight, only she's already off my site. And if I'm not mistaken, I'll probably be seeing her again next week.That's a problem for later. Right now, though, I need to get home to a beautiful brunette with silver eyes.The whole way home I'm gritting my teeth, trying to figure out what the hell to do about my situation. I've already got a fucking restraining order against her, and it's done exac
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