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“Cool. That’s cool.” Jason nods like things are starting to make sense.

“Nate, Jason is a fitness influencer. He has a younger sister who follows my socials,” Essie explains.

“She loves Essie’s makeup tutorials and skin care stuff. Essie inspired her to apply for makeup artist programs in the city.” Jason’s face is turning red.

I bet Jason’s sister isn’t the only one who watches Essie’s makeup tutorials. I don’t spend much time on social media, but I might have to start.

“Essie’s an inspiration.” I pull her tighter against my side, like a proud boyfriend would. “The way she transforms people is a real art.”

“Totally, yeah, man,” Jason agrees, eyes bouncing between me and Essie.

Essie smiles up at me. “I just make people look good. You’re the real artist.”

“Don’t downplay your skill set, sweetness. You make people look and feel like the best versions of themselves.”

Except me, obviously, but that’s not her fault, it’s mine.

“That’s really sweet,” she says.

“You’rereally sweet,” I counter.

“I’m gonna go.” Jason thumbs over his shoulder. “Thanks for the photo. My sister will be so excited.”

“You’re welcome,” Essie says with genuine sincerity.

“Nice to meet you, man.” Jason nods to me.

“You too,” I lie.

Jason heads for the door. He barely clears it as he leaves the bar.

Essie elbows me in the side. “He’s gone. Why are you still touching me?”

The whiplash is strong. “You putmyarm aroundyou.”

She fluffs her hair and smooths her hands over her hips. That smile I know so well is plastered on her face again. “And you couldn’t text me back six years ago. Thanks for your help. I accept your apology.” She pats me on the chest. “You’re absolved of your crimes against me.”

I’m dumbstruck for a moment, but I tuck that away with all the other things I’ve learned about Essie lately.

It seems she didn’t forget that kiss either.

It also seems like I hurt her more than she’s ever let on.

That makes me feel worse, but better. Because if given the chance back then, I probably would have mishandled her soft heart. Probably even crushed it. And then maybe it wouldn’t be only me who doesn’t believe in love.

CHAPTER 9

ESSIE

Essie

How do we feel about this?

Isnap a selfie in my bathroom mirror and hit send, then apply another coat of lip gloss. My phone buzzes with new messages. Except they’re not from Rix.

Nate

I feel good about it. The tiara is a nice touch. Very on-brand princess vibes.

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