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“You look stressed,” Michael says in lieu of a hello, kissing my cheek.

“Thanks?” I shake my head. “That for me?”

He nods at the coffee on the table and slides it closer to me while I take a seat across from him. “I hope you’re not stressing about the money again, sis, because—”

I shake my head. “No, nothing like that.” To be honest, I’m always worried about money, but for once, something else is occupying more of my brain space than the dwindling balance in my checking account. “Actually, I’m having some guy troubles.”

“Yeah?” Michael says, watching me curiously. I have no idea why, but I realize we’ve never discussed things like this before. “You know that happens to be my specialty, right?”

“Guys?” I ask, grinning at him.

He nods, satisfied with himself. “If it’s got a dick, I can help. Lay it on me.”

“Michael . . .” I chuckle, taking a sip of my coffee.

I haven’t seen him in a few weeks, but after arriving home from London late last night, his was the first number I called. I slide over the small magnet I got him from the hotel gift shop, and he lifts it in his palm, eyeing it curiously.

“What’s this?”

“A little souvenir. It made me think of you.” I shrug.

Michael’s lips twitch. “I love it, but you’re not going to get out of talking about this. Seriously. Tell me. What seems to be the problem?”

debating on where to start. Surely I can’t admit to my little brother the entire messy extent of what’s gone down between Dominic and

a little complicated,” I say, stalling for time and

is.” He

“Guys suck sometimes.”

slips the magnet

control with the guy I’ve been seeing. He’s older—only by a few years,

Michael’s eyes widen.

But that’s not the part that’s causing issues. His little girls are amazing, actually. But he . . .” I put my

“Out with it.”

“He wanted to keep things casual,” I say with an eyebrow wiggle,

who swears he

“Yes!”

all the time,” he says

supposed to do? Call him on it?

his head. “Nope.

Dominic. His life is filled with it

am I supposed to do?” I

beat, Michael leans forward. “Take Jude my

Jude? I didn’t

one step out of that closet, he wanted me. And I gave him what he wanted. But once we slept

I want to hear

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