Page 6 of Enemies to Lovers

Me

I think I was, but that was wrong of me. Although – surely snapping sleeping dudes is … questionable?

Hope

Hold on, let me wake him for consent.

Okay, here’s an awake one!

The blond-haired muscle-man has piercing blue eyes and a boyish grin. His cheek is pink on the side he’s apparently slept on, and he’s reaching out one hand to beyond the camera, presumably to touch the photographer’s leg.

Me

He’s very handsome! Does he have a name?

Hope

Hold on, let me ask him. He’s already gone back to sleep

Okay, it’s Gunther

Me

You didn’t know that before you slept with him?

Hope

FLORENCEGREENBERG! Enough of the judgement!!

If you were getting laid, you’d be way less uptight. You do know that, don’t you?

Me

You might have mentioned it a few hundred times. I’m probably just jealous.ENJOYYOURSOUVENIR.

Also. Jamie is here, unfortunately, crushing whatever libido I might otherwise have had …

Hope

WHAT

HOW

WHY!

Me

I guess he was invited? There’s a family email chain I’m not on, so I missed the details …

Hope

Sod it, ditch the fam and come meet me in Prague! It’s not too late!

Hope has already done Paris (Jean-Pierre), Brussels (Anya), Amsterdam (Lukas and Julia, at the same time)and Copenhagen (Karl on the train there and, I believe, two Oscars). I would be the miserable, unadventurous friend if I travelled with Hope, which I knew from the start and that’s why I said no to the trip. She’s determined to sow her wild oats and make up for the time she lost to her poor mental health. All power to her! Honestly, I respect her choice, but I just don’t have it in me. I wish I did.

Me

I’ll bear it in mind

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