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Chapter 11: Getting ready

Author: Marjolein
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"HEY GUYS!"

I gasp at Mason and put my finger right in his face, pinching his nose hard. Luckily, Esme, who just walks in, saves me from a very, very embarrassing moment.

"Speaking of sex lives," Ramon says, glancing over at Jace, "Remember that chick you hooked up with last week?"

What the hell?

I almost drop the pan of bolognese sauce. A little spills onto the floor, but I quickly set the pan back on the stove to save the rest. "Kind of," Jace replies casually. I stay as quiet as possible, while Mason, oblivious to my internal freak-out, grabs more beers from the fridge.

How do you 'kind of' remember someone you slept with?

"She’s been asking for your number," Ramon continues. "Should I give it to her?"

At that exact moment, Esme strolls into the living room, and I hear her stop mid-stride. "Why not? Hey, Esme," Jace says smoothly.

I throw my hands up in exasperation. How does he know Esme? And who the hell did he sleep with last week? I'm not jealous. I just need to know w
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