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Chapter 17: Beau

Beau

Four hours prior...

"Why are you making things more difficult than they need to be?" Zoe asked from her perch on a chair, in her hand a bottle of clear polish as she touched up her toes. Lately, my casa is her casa. "No need to draw it out. Call him."

We'd been at this for days.

My avoiding, and her, trying to force my hand.

"He's an ass," I pointed out and she rolled her eyes.

"Most men are, but don't have his face and body attached to it. Next issue?" Another coat on her baby toe, and she closed the bottle's lid. "Hit me with something good."

"You read the contract he gave me! He's insane, Zoe. It'd never work." Looking at my hands, I tested the polish on my nails to see if they were dry. Still tacky to the touch, I sprayed them with the stuff the beauty supply recommended to speed up the process.

"Toss me that, please." I did, and she caught it with one hand. Popping the cap, she mimicked my action: shook the can and sprayed. Putting it down beside her, she turned and gave m
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