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“Why?”

“Reasons.”

Silence fills our call again. “I don't know.”

Wow, talk about unimpressed by my star status. “One night. Go on.” I take advantage of her hesitation. “You're telling me you've neveroncewished you could go to a celebrity party with a hot rock star?”

“Funnily enough, that has never crossed my mind. You really want to take me to a party?”

“Why not? Don't you date rock stars? I told you, my prospects are good and—”

She sighs. “Very funny, Bryn.”

I tap my fingers on the table. Why do I want to see this chick so much? I stamp down the Bryn who wants to see Avery because he missed out on sex with her last time and remind myself I like her for more than that. Talking to Avery is like calling an old friend, an immediate reconnection, and I have no clue why.

“I’ll think about it and call you back,” Avery replies over-casually. “Thanks for calling, Bryn.”

When she hangs up, I stare at my phone in disbelief. Shit, she’s funny. Is Avery interested or not?