C38 Thirty-Eight

I rolled my eyes. “You would think that.”

“Tell me you weren’t.”

I shook my head. “No, actually, I wasn’t. Because the last thing I need is distractions.”

“I mean, you could have a good time with him and then he wouldn't be a distraction any longer.”

“You know good and well that man only wants one thing from me. And it’s not something I’m willing to give to him. Whether I knew him or not