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“
Bye
,
Elliot
.
Say
hi
to
Christian
from
me
.
”
“
Just
hi
?
”
His
eyebrows
shoot
up
suggestively
.
“
Yes
.
”
I
flush
.
He
winks
at
me
,
and
I
go
crimson
as
he
follows
Kate
out
of
the
apartment
.
Elliot
is
adorable
and
so
different
from
Christian
.
He
’
s
warm
,
open
,
physical
,
very
physical
,
too
physical
,
with
Kate
.
They
can
barely
keep
their
hands
off
each
other
—
to
be
honest
it
’
s
embarrassing
—
and
I
am
pea
green
with
envy
.
Kate
returns
about
twenty
minutes
later
with
pizza
,
and
we
sit
,
surrounded
by
crates
,
in
our
new
open
space
,
eating
straight
from
the
box
.
Kate
’
s
dad
has
done
us
proud
.
The
apartment
is
not
large
,
but
it
’
s
big
enough
,
three
bedrooms
and
a
large
living
space
that
looks
out
onto
Pike
Place
Market
itself
.
It
’
s
all
solid
wood
floors
and
red
brick
,
and
the
kitchen
tops
are
smooth
concrete
,
very
utilitarian
,
very
now
.
We
both
love
that
we
will
be
in
the
heart
of
the
city
.
At
eight
,
the
entry
-
phone
buzzes
.
Kate
leaps
up
—
and
my
heart
leaps
into
my
mouth
.
“
Delivery
,
Miss
Steele
,
Miss
Kavanagh
.
”
Disappointment
flows
freely
and
unexpectedly
through
my
veins
.
It
’
s
not
Christian
.
“
Second
floor
,
apartment
two
.
”
Kate
buzzes
the
delivery
boy
in
.
His
mouth
falls
open
when
he
sees
Kate
,
all
tight
jeans
,
T
-
shirt
,
and
hair
piled
high
with
escaping
tendrils
.
She
has
that
effect
on
men
.
He
holds
a
bottle
of
champagne
with
a
helicopter
-
shaped
balloon
attached
.
She
gives
him
a
dazzling
smile
to
send
him
on
his
way
and
proceeds
to
read
the
card
out
to
me
.
