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Issy: Fucking Josh. What has he done now?

Felix: Please, Issy. I broke her trust once.

Issy: I promise I won’t say anything. But tell me what happened.

Felix: He’s messaging her from unknown numbers and when she blocks one, he pops up on another one.

Issy: Creep.

Felix: She thinks him seeing us together all over social media will make him back off.

Issy: I thought it was strange you were posting heaps of personal stuff online.

Felix: That was me being petty. I know Cynthia & Stephen watch my stuff.

Issy: Good. They deserve it. They need to see that you’re living life happily without them.

Felix: I am happy.

Issy: Harper makes you happy?

Felix: Yes.

Issy: Harper is awesome, and she deserves someone to treat her well. I hope that’s you.

Felix: I’m not going to mess her over. I know I’ll be the one heartbroken but she’s worth it.

Issy: Felix. Shit. That’s sweet.

Felix: No more puck bunnies for me. I’m retired from that game.

Issy: Wow. I’m proud of you. I know things have been tough.

Felix: Thanks. Honestly, couldn’t have done it without you.

Issy: Blink twice if you are kidnapped.

Felix: Fuck you. See you back in NY.

Issy: Fuck you. Bye.

25

HARPER

I’m freaking out. I’ve never lived with a boyfriend before.He’s not your boyfriend, remember, no labels.Whatever, I’ve never lived with a friend with benefits before. What happens if he gives me the ick?Then you’re going to have to deal with it.He might be messy.Last two hotels you have stayed at he’s cleaned up after himself.True. I’m overthinking this.You stayed together for a week in Paradise.But that’s Paradise, not the real world. Everything is going to be okay.Think of all the orgasms that man is going to give you every single night.That is a big positive. He is good at doing those. And you are excited to spend more time with him because you do have fun together. Plus, he’s a great guard dog.

The doorbell rings and I’m on the precipice of having a panic attack. I rush to the door, trying not to look too keen, and swing it open.

“Hey.” His bright, white smile greets me. Then he drops his bags, picks me up in his arms, and kisses the hell out of me. “I got you something,” he says, putting me down. He then hands me a bouquet of flowers. Aw. They are stunning.

“Thank you, you didn’t have to.”

“Yes, I did. I’ve come to invade your personal space, the least I can do is give you flowers. Plus, I wanted to.” Felix shrugs. He’s so cute. What the hell was I worried about?

“Come in. Welcome home,” I tell him, holding the door open for him.

He walks in with a couple of bags and then turns to me and asks, “Where should we start christening the house?”

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