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“Why not?” I ask.

“I decided to get the whole place renovated,” he says with a nonchalant shrug.

“The whole damn place?” My jaw drops.

“I got bored and decided that I needed a change,” he shrugs.

“Why didn’t you call first, it’s early and what if I wasn’t here?” I ask.

“Well, I would have passed out in the guest room as I always do, unless you would have preferred that I snuggle with you instead. Do you need some extra loving?”

“What’s going on?” Peyton walks up beside me rubbing the sleep out of her eyes at the worst moment.

Jason whistles and looks Peyton up and down.

“Who do we have here?” he asks, his interest perking up at her presence.

“Jason, this is Peyton, Peyton, my buddy Jason.”

She gives an awkward wave as he just stares at her, as she pulls at her shirt.

“Wait a minute, you look familiar, do I know you?” he asks blinking several times.

“Um, no.” she shakes her head, “I don’t think so.”

“Hold up! We met you in Vegas!” He points back and further between us, “you guys actually kept in touch? That’s fucking rad! No one ever keeps in touch with their random hook up in Vegas. I speak from experience.” He hiccups.

“Excuse him, he’s a caveman.” I say to Peyton with a roll of my eyes.

“I’m also still drunk and a little bit horny,” he grins.

“There’s nothing that we can do to help you with either.” I turn to Peyton, “do you mind if I move your stuff out of the other room and let him sleep it off in there?”

“You guys aren’t sleeping in the same room? What the fuck, man?” Jason asks eavesdropping.

“It’s none of your business.” I growl point at him as he steps back into the counter with his palm up.

“Shit! Okay. Well, I don’t want to lick you out.”

“You mean, ‘kick’, right?” I ask, anger bubbling within me.

“Huh? What did I say?” He asks in confusion.

“Lick,” I reply through clenched teeth.

“Sorry, Freudian slip.” he smirks.

Peyton grabs my arm and directs my attention to her. She leans up on her tiptoes and kisses my cheek.

“I’ll move whatever is in that other room over to your room, you and Jason look like you are going to Gladiator this out, so I’ll let you guys do that.”

Peyton leaves as I stare down my oblivious friend.

“What?” He asks.

“You don’t have to be a complete asshole, man.”

“I’m not. I’m also really confused. What is she doing here?” He points after her.

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