And it might be stinky, but whatevs:

She was so fucked. Liam had come over to her, tried to talk about what happened, and she’d shut him down like she was on a soap opera and they were going to commercial.

Because, and this was the ‘so fucked’ part, she wished she had done anything but throw him out that night. Even though he’d been steadfastly ignoring her since he got hired, even though when he spoke to her, he was all business. Until he handed her that coffee. And then? When he was actually going to talk to her about something other than band business? She’d stopped him cold.

Fucked, fucked, fucked.

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