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Ruby:
IT IS NOT A DATE
Trey:
If the door closes
And the lighting is warm
And he leans over the desk
IT’S
A
DATE.
Ruby:
I hate all of you.
Ava:
Love you too.
See you tonight.
Prepare yourself.
Sienna:
And hydrate.
Trey:
Your future boss-husband said hi earlier.
Ruby:
BYE.
CHAPTER 23
Ruby
By 7PM, I have eaten half a pack of crackers, paced a groove into my carpet, stared at my face in the mirror for fifteen minutes, and changed my shirt four times even though the meeting is TOMORROW.
I am not okay.
I flop onto my couch, groaning into a pillow. “I can’t do this. I’m not built for billionaire proximity.”
My phone buzzes.
Ava:We’re outside.
No.
I jump up, sprint to the door, fling it open.
