“You’re too independent for her. She can’t handle it. She almost lost her mind when you took up with Jackson Cane so young—”
Cutting my eyes, I stop that line of conversation. “We don’t talk about him.”
“We should.” Tabby studies my face. “He’s the only guy you were ever serious about.”
He said he’d come back, and he never did…
Exhaling deeply, I return to my phallic creation. “Ancient history. Now let’s finish this thing before it’s too late…”
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