Page 21 of The Man Next Door


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I smiled. “Nope… no woman. He seems like a loner,” I pointed out. “But I don’t exactly watch his place every second of the day either.”

“Well, if he does, she’s history. He’s mine now.”

I winced. “Do you really think that’s a good idea, Izzie?”

“Well, it’s not like I’m a virgin like you, Abby. I’ve been around, you know.”

“Give me that bag of Doritos,” I snapped. “You’re hogging them.”

I ripped the bag right out of her hands, and popped a Dorito into my mouth.

Yes, you’ve been around, all right.

Slut.