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"She isn't your type," Luciana beat me up first and a low chuckle escaped my lips.

"Hello to you too, stranger," I said sarcastically and she rolled her eyes.

We were really doing this. Talking after two years, and the first thing she said was about Riley.

Same old Luciana, always judging my choices. But she was right, Riley wasn't my type, I never had a type to start with.

I was the ladies' man, every day with a different woman filling my needs. That habit didn't die away as I thought, I still had fun every once in a while.

"You are a sex freak and she's…" 

"She's better than my type, a virgin," I continued her sentence with a lopsided smirk and she deadpanned at me.

Tough crowd. 

"You didn't change a bit," she bellowed and started to walk away. I closed my eyes and sighed, cursing under my breath be