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“I know.”

His smile widened.

There went that fucking gold again.

“I miss you.”

“Sounds personal.”

“Avery.”

“What?”

“Stop playing with me.”

I looked up at him.

That was the problem with Keith.

He knew me.

Not this weird version of me that had spent the last year sneaking around with Xay.

Keith knew regular Avery.

We had been on and off damn near three years.

He knew when I was really mad.

When I was pretending to be mad.

When I wanted him gone.

And when I wanted him to try harder.

Unfortunately, right now?

I wanted him to try harder.

“You seeing somebody?” he asked.

Ebony made a little noise.

I kicked her underneath the table.

She kicked me back.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because I’m asking, you always gotta make shit difficult?”

“Yes.”

Keith smiled.

“Come out with me this weekend.”

“No.”