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Taylor in her mouth. The professional woman who had denied him every trace of familiarity for the last hour finally allowed something warmer and considerably more dangerous to surface. “What exactly are you asking me?”

“I’m going to crash at Charlie’s for a bit. Just… need some space from the Dorrington drama.” The silence was so deep I could hear her thinking. Then, a slow, knowing laugh. “Oh. My. God. You magnificent, devious bitch. This is a play, isn’t it?” “Emilia, I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I said, my voice all innocence. “I’m a heartbroken daughter seeking solace with her oldest, dearest friend.” “You’re seeking something alright,” she snorted. “Okay, Special Ops. Go get him. And call me tomorrow. I want every detail.”

There is a space in the heart that can be filled by anyone and any person, but only one can master it. Breakfast was like yesterday, very quiet. Billy finished first and Olivia asked him to put his plate there so Billy could get straight to work. Olivia saw Billy busy with his laptop and while cleaning the room she saw Billy's phone ringing, from someone named, Clara, a woman. She picked it up too. "Hello?" she said. “Oh did I dial the wrong number? is this Billy's number?” Clara said. "Yes, who are you?" she said. "I'm Clara, Billy's friend, can you give Billy the phone?" Clara said.

I'm very happy with my three crazy and awesome besties - if they forgive me that is. So this is it people of earth, the last note from Taylor on this subject. If you didn't watch my pitiful excuse for a program yesterday thank God and celebrate the fact that your eyes are still alive. Those that did, hey, I have holy water to cleanse yours - but don't come barging into my house. I'm not in at present. Ha ha! Be yourself, love your friends and be confident and patient. If you're meant for great things, you'll achieve them.

she asked, attempting to sound polite. "Um, this is Aunt Susan, my mom's best friend," he explained. "Oh, good day, ma'am," Taylor greeted. "Please, no need for formality. Just call me Susan. You must be Jimmy’s girlfriend?" Susan replied. "Yes," Taylor affirmed. "Wow, you’re beautiful," Susan complimented. "I know, right?" Taylor replied with pride. "But you’re not looking bad yourself. Did you come alone? I didn’t see your husband or kids when you walked in. Did they not come?" She watched as Susan smiled.

“Why wouldn’t it be?” He chuckles, running a hand over his mouth. I hate it, but he’s known me almost my entire life. Beck can read me like a damn book, no matter how much I hate it. We’ve had the same friend group since we were in school, but he and I have always been the closest. He’s my best friend. Which is great occasionally, but times like right now, it’s rather inconvenient. “Because you basically just told someone who spends a lot of money on art to fuck right off.”

He had my number but he never reached out, except for. I shake my head to erase the memory that threatens to creep into my mind and I take a deep breath. “It’s not that serious” I mutter to myself. “He’s just a friend. Just a friend” I click on the message and suck in a deep breath as I read the words he sent. Have dinner with us on Saturday , 7? It’s been a while. We missed you Lex. Oh god. I let out a breath I didn’t even realize I was holding.

Then she took a large step back, like I was something contagious she didn't want near her. "You heard me, Cassandra. So I'll stop pretending. Please don't follow me around anymore. I don't want to be your friend. Someone like Wendy, with her background and her world, that's the kind of person I want in my life. "Look at yourself. You've got nothing, and you solve everything with your fists. You're not even someone I want to be seen with. Honestly? Being your friend has always been embarrassing." I stood there frozen after she finished.

' I scolded myself. I then decided to listen to some music. I pressed the shuffle button on my phone and soon the lyrics of What best friends do by jewel Damina filled the room. Ain't it easy doing life with you. Slaying dragons next to you. Hop on the plane just to find you Cause that's what best friends do. You got my back anytime any day Hold me down if it doesn't go my way. I wanna know how I hit the jackpot. Guess it's just my luck.

she asked me. "Oh no, babe. I'm more of a one and done type. Thanks," I said rudely, leaving her shocked and trying to process my words. Without saying goodbye to my friends, I left the club, feeling no need to look back. ************************************ "Yeah, Mom, I'll be there on time for lunch," I said through the car's speakers. I was talking to my mom on the phone. "I'm on my way. Just going to pick up Bella." Despite being a billionaire playboy, Bella was my childhood friend, and I cared about her deeply. "No, she hasn't answered my calls all morning. Okay, let me drive and reach her quickly. Bye, Mom. See you later."