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204 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 8, 2015

I look down at Abby. "What else you want?"
"Um, a cosmo."
Such a chick drink.
What do those other girls [groupies] have that I don't—except way less dignity?
Abby's not like other women.
Abby, who appears to be avoiding my eye contact. But why'd she sit directly in my view if she didn't want me to see her? And why would she wear that sexy cream-colored dress that hangs off her shoulders if she didn't want me to look at her?
Fucking mixed signals.
