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20. What the Actual

~ RIG ~

My head buzzed with stunned disbelief as Natalie threw herself into my chest, squeezing my middle.

I was suddenly nauseous. Natalie? Here? What the actual—

“I can’t believe you’re here! What a coincidence!” she gushed.

“What the hell, Natalie?” I muttered, peeling her arms away from my waist, everything in my body recoiling.

“It’s so good to see you! It’s been forever.”

“That’s not an accident—”

As if I hadn’t spoken, Natalie kept her grip on my shirt but peered around me, smiling too-wide. “Who’s your friend? I’m Natalie,” she said brightly. I wanted to snap my teeth. “Rig and I go way back—you must be from the university?” She reached past me to offer Cara a perfectly manicured hand that Cara shook mechanically.

“Cara,” she said quietly, but then she looked up at me, a question in her eyes.

She’d kissed me. She wanted me. She was mine—

I blinked, then pried Natalie’s grip off my shirt and took another step back. “Natalie. What are you doing here?”

She couldn’t ignore me sinc
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