I had work to do, but with Allison on her way, I was too distracted. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. She was so beautiful, and I made a mental checklist of all the women I’d met. None compared. She was the hottest, the prettiest, and the sexiest by far. I was so pissed at myself for letting her marry that asshole, but I knew without that asshole, she wouldn’t have her wonderful daughter. Perhaps everything had happened for a reason, and we were all supposed to be together. I pushed the thoughts out of my head. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. I couldn’t just step in and assume anything. Sure, she was divorced, but it didn’t mean she’d want me for anything more than a friend.
Just when I’d finally gotten her off my mind, she showed up with a little knock on my door. “Knock, Knock.”
I smiled at her greeting because as kids, it had been the way we entered each other’s homes.
“Come on in. I was wondering when you’d show up. Did you get lost on the way?”
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