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“Okay . . . let’s start again. Hi, I’m Hannah and I need help dressing for a particular type of party because I am in over my head. Is that better?”

She purses her lips, clearly not amused with me.

“What kind of party?”

Fuck. “A weird one.”

“I take it you and Mason made up?”

“Uh, yes, I suppose so. We’re just friends.” I can’t fight the blush on my cheeks any more than I can fight my stomach doing a back flip from remembering the way he growled against my lips. “You know him well?”

She shrugs, washing a glass in the miniature sink in front of her.

“I know of him. Can’t say I’ve ever talked to him.”

“Oh, I was under the impression you were all friends.”

She looks at me like I’ve lost my mind.

“Can’t say we are. Though, he has come in here a few times with his—” she looks me up and down with a dramatic pause, “—women.”

Of course, he has. And now she thinks I’m just another groupie, pining after the famed Mason Carpenter. The kiss wasn’t that good.

Okay, it was, but that doesn’t mean he’s the man of all men.

“Sorry. I must have assumed.”

She shakes her head. “Mason’s hot and all. Don’t get me wrong, but I like a more . . . emotionally developed type of man.”

I start to tell her that Masonisemotionally developed, but think better of it. I’ll keepthatto myself.

“Well, what about clubs, do you know anything about those?”

She gives me a bored look.

“Spit it out, Red.”

I wince, adjusting on the barstool. The thing’s ricketier than a one-legged rocking horse.

“What about . . . sex clubs?”

She stares at me for a beat, cocking her brow before a devious smirk pulls on her lips.

“You, in asex club?”

My cheeks flame with embarrassment and I hastily search the room to make sure no one else heard us. “Keep it down, okay?”

Britt snickers, grabbing a towel from the counter behind her to start drying the glasses she just washed.

“Nowthat, I would pay to see.”

I resist the urge to roll my eyes. “I’m not a nun.”

Her lips quiver, but she doesn’t laugh. “No, but I’d venture to say you’ve never even given a blow job in public before.”

Never given a blow job,anywherebefore.

Unfortunately, my poker face is that of a child. She sees right through me.

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