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Bower:LOL. I’ll be sure to safeguard them.

Bennett:Probably best.

Bower:Aren’t you about to play a game?

Bennett:Yes, but you texted.

Bower:That’s flattering.

Bennett:It’s the truth.

Bennett:Please tell me you ate at least three cupcakes tonight.

Bower:If I said four, would you judge me?

Bennett:No, I’d be impressed.

Bower:Good. I was eating my feelings.

Bennett:Everything okay?

Bower:Everything is fine. Great game, by the way.

Bennett:Don’t skip over the eating-the-feelings part. Do you want me to come to your apartment?

Bower:No. I’m good. Don’t worry about me.

Bennett:Bower, seriously.

Bower:Seriously, Bennett. Don’t come over here, okay?

Bennett:I don’t like that.

Bower:I know, but sometimes you have to deal with things you don’t like.

Bennett:Would you tell me if I could help?

Bower:I would.

Bennett:Then I guess I have to live with that. Are we still on for tomorrow?

Bower:We are.

Bennett:Okay, I’ll come to you. Have a good night, Bower.

Bower:You too.

Bennett:Sweet dreams.

CHAPTER 22

BOWER

Okay, I can do this.It’s just Bennett. I’ve known him for a long time, a very long time. I shouldn’t be nervous or—

Knock. Knock.

Oh God, that’s him. I’m going to puke.