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I gave her a look. “Does your brother ever do what he’s supposed to do?” I asked. “I doubt he ever follows orders unless The Chief makes him do it, and even then he’d actually have to come over to ask me whether he gave it back. It’s not like Danny’s going to offer up that information.”

Naomi grimaced.

“My brother’s a dumbass,” she muttered under her breath. “I’ll get your TV back for you, but I’m not spending this money on it. I’ll buy you groceries instead.”

“Hmm,” I said. “Just make sure you get me some cheese squares.”

“Aspen,” Naomi hesitated. “You can’t eat like that when you have no way to workout. You’re gonna get fat.”

“I’ve got it all planned out,” I evaded. “I can go all the way to the end of my yard on the back side, and all the way to the sidewalk in the front. It’s exactly five thousand two hundred and eighty feet if I make the loop around seven and a half times.”

She looked at me.

“How’d you figure that out?” She tilted her head.

I shrugged.

“I got bored this afternoon, and my uncle left that roll thing that measures out distance,” I pointed to the measuring tape that was on the table next to the door.

She snorted.

“Okay,” she said. “I’ll bring you some food back tomorrow. And if my brother doesn’t drop the TV off, I’ll make sure to bring you one.”

I threw my hands around my best friend.

“You know I don’t blame you, right?” I confirmed.

She sighed.

“Yes,” she nodded. “But I’m the one who set you up with him in the first place. I thought he’d changed his ways. Had I known he was just going to go back to his cheating and whoring around, I would’ve never given him the permission to date you.”

I gave her a look.

“Since when has my boyfr—err…your brother done anything that he was supposed to do?” I raised a brow. “You could’ve told him all day long to stay away from me, but he would’ve inevitably done exactly what he wanted to do in the end.”

“Well,” she headed to the door. “It doesn’t mean I have to be happy about it.”

I stared at the back of her head. “Naomi,” I muttered. “Don’t do anything stupid.”

“Stupid?” She said sweetly. “Never.”

***

A banging at my door woke me up.

I startled, sitting up and dislodging the cat from my feet, effectively pissing him off and justifying the attack he launched on my feet not two seconds later.

“Motherfucking cock-sucker!” I growled, yanking my feet away.

The cat looked up at me with his adorable, mutinous eyes.

“Go fuck yourself, Urchin,” I growled.

Urchin didn’t bother to look innocent anymore, instead he hissed at me.

“Fucker,” I muttered as I hauled my annoyed and sleepy butt out of bed.

Grabbing a robe, which just so happened to belong to Danny, and wrapping it around my shoulders, I walked to the front door and peeked through the peephole.