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Chapter Thirty-Six

Author: Jerilee Kaye
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“Atkins didn’t look too happy,” Brett said.

“Don’t care!” I muttered.

“Sure you don’t,” Brett said, giving me a knowing look through the rearview mirror. I rolled my eyes at him. “Now, explain yourself. You called my girlfriend a disappointment.”

My face immediately turned redder than it already was. “No, no! It wasn’t you. I was lost in my thoughts. I was disappointed with the turn of events. That was what I was thinking about.”

“Nicholas Atkins flirting with that blonde,” Brett said.

“No! Of course not!” I said. I sounded a little too defensive.

Terry turned to stare at me as if she was seeing me for the first time. “Ken Clarke, what is going on?”

“Nothing. I just gave Nicholas Atkins a chance to get laid.”

“He didn’t look as though he wanted to get laid. He looked as if the girl of his dreams just walked away from his life,” Terry said.

I raised a brow at her. “You a romance writer or something?” I asked sarcastically.

To my surprise, she giggled. “Actually I am. I have two publish
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