Page 68 of Silver Fox Puck

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Allie takes one look at me and knows.

Which is really fucking annoying.

I barely make it through the restaurant doors before she crosses her arms, narrows her eyes, and tilts her head like a disapproving mom.

I don’t even get to sit before she drops the bomb.

“You slept with him again.”

I freeze.

Then I drop into my chair, scowling. “Hello to you too, Allie.”

She doesn’t let up.

She just leans forward, resting her elbows on the table, fully locked in on my downfall.

“Don’t try to deny it, Kenz.” She gestures toward me. “You’ve got that look.”

I glare. “What look?”

“The I-had-mind-blowing-sex-last-night-but-now-I’m-panicking look.”

I groan, running a hand through my hair. I hate that she’s right. I hate that she’s known me so long, I can’t even pretend. So, instead of denying it, I grab my menu and hold it up like a shield.

“I came here for pancakes, not an interrogation.”

Allie smirks, stealing the menu right out of my hands. “Too bad. You’re getting both.”

The second the server walks away, Allie zeroes in.

“So?” She wiggles her brows. “Was it better than last time?”

I choke on my mimosa that she so knowingly already ordered for me.

“Allie!”

She shrugs, unbothered. “What? You obviously didn’t listen to me the first time, so I’m invested now.”

I wipe my mouth, glancing around the restaurant like someone might be eavesdropping. Then I exhale sharply, leaning in.

“It was…” My throat tightens. Because I don’t know how to describe it without admitting how deep I’m in.

How completely off-balance I am over this man.

Allie catches the hesitation. Her teasing smirk softens just slightly.

“Oh shit,” she murmurs. “It’s different now, isn’t it?”

I don’t answer. I don’t want to answer because if I do, it makes it real.

Allie doesn’t need me to say anything, though. She already knows. She reaches for my hand, squeezing it.

“Kenz, I love you, but you’re a runner.” Her voice is softer now. More serious. “And you wouldn’t be running this hard if it didn’t mean something.”

My stomach clenches.

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