Nicole hadn't held back on Freddy either: jewelry, designer clothes, the works. In the photos, their fingers were laced together, captioned: [Round and round, and somehow it's still you.] It looked, this time, like Nicole had finally found her true love.I wrote back to whoever had sent it: [We're already broken up. I'm not interested in my ex's personal life. Please stop sending me this.]Honestly, I didn't have the bandwidth to care about Nicole and Freddy anyway. My buddy Drew Willis, who worked abroad, was back in town visiting family.We met up at a café, and Drew was not happy about it. "Come on, man, I'm home once in a blue moon and you take me out for coffee? Shouldn't we be getting barbecue and fondue?""I haven't forgotten your taste, buddy, but that barbecue place you like is running a promotion, double the ribeye at dinner. It's barely even noon right now."That satisfied him. He nodded, then asked, "So how are things with you and Nicole lately? Haven't seen her on y
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