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Fuck, the places my mind is going.

I can't think about her like this, period.

Either I get her out of my head, or I get her out of my life.

But I don't want to think about that possibility. It's too ugly.

The server comes by to to take our drink orders. Piper gets an iced coffee. I stick with water. Caffeine will keep me up all night and I don't need any help being up tonight.

Piper sets her menu down. "I'm not sure why I look at these. I always order the same thing."

"Beef pho?"

"Yeah. It's the best option."

"How do you know if it's all you try?"

"I have a great system. I bring friends to Vietnamese restaurants, I convince them to order something else, then I try a bite."

I have to smile. "Sneaky."

She drags her fingertips off the top of my menu then she's pulling it down. Her blue eyes catch mine. "Yes, I really am a bad girl."

I shake my head.

She stares into my eyes. "So you and Ethan, huh?"

Not going there.

She doesn't back down. "You had a threesome with my brother?"

"Does that matter?"

"Only if you kissed him." She doesn't quite sell that she's teasing. Her tone shifts to something serious. "Before?"

"Before what?"

"Was it before you got clean?"

I nod.

"When you were using?"

"Before I got clean, I was always using."

"Oh. Yeah. That makes sense." She taps her fingers against the table. Her gaze darts around the room then it's back on mine. "It doesn't particularly matter to me."

"Why would it? We're friends."

"Still. It could be awkward, all the mental images I now have of you and Ethan double teaming some woman."

I'm not having this conversation with her. I've had a lot of sex in a lot of variations. None of it ever meant anything to me and that includes all the threesomes—I've had a lot, with another guy, with two women, with extra people watching. You wouldn't believe how many men want to watch their girlfriend nail a rock star.

Whatever Piper wants to believe, she is a nice girl, and I'm not going to be the person who changes that.

I nod to the bathroom. "Be back in a minute."

"Sure." She fiddles with her purse.


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