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club. He would have called. To make up.” She gave Archie a meaningful look. “Trust me,” she said.
    Archie checked his watch. It wasn’t even ten A.M . The way Leo had been drinking last night, he was probably hungover. “Give him time,” Archie said to himself as much as Susan.
    Susan twisted a piece of black hair around her finger. “I have a bad feeling,” she said. Her eyes darted toward the floor. “Has he said anything?” She glanced up. “I mean, about me?”
    Archie struggled to grasp the situation. No one had ever accused him of being savvy about relationships, but it was beginning to dawn on him that he had misunderstood. Susan wasn’t worried that Leo was dead. “You’re afraid he’s going to break up with you,” Archie said slowly.
    â€œHe’s so distracted,” Susan said. “Something’s going on with him, isn’t it? I’m concerned about him. I know he’s DE—”
    Archie lifted his hand to cut her off. “Shh,” he said. He looked at the bedroom. The bedroom door was open. He didn’t hear any movement. Rachel was probably still asleep.
    Susan’s brow furrowed. “What?” she said. She peered toward the back of the apartment. “Is Henry here?”
    â€œNo.”
    â€œWho is it?”
    Archie scratched the back of his neck. “I have a guest.”
    She looked at him, still not getting it.
    â€œA female guest,” said Archie.
    Susan’s eyes widened with alarm. “The stripper?” she said.
    â€œNo,” Archie said, incredulous.
    Susan took a tiny step back. “You’re dating someone?” she asked. He could see her trying to hide her distress, her mouth getting small. “How long have you been dating someone?”
    â€œNot long,” Archie said. “When was the last time you saw Leo?”
    â€œYou said you didn’t want to date anyone,” she said.
    They both knew what she meant. He had said he didn’t want to date her. Rachel was different. He couldn’t have sex with Susan and not feel something. Rachel didn’t want anything from him. At least nothing emotionally.
    He was trying to figure out how to begin to explain this when Rachel sauntered into the room. She was in the black tank sundress and sandals that she’d had on when she’d come over late last night, and even without a shower or makeup, she was a knockout. At that moment, Archie wished she was ugly. Rachel was Susan’s physical opposite. Even Archie had not seen that until now, with the two of them in the same room. Where Susan was pale and freckled, Rachel’s skin was a solid golden tan. Where Susan’s figure was boyish, Rachel was curvy. Rachel was blond. Susan was … whatever color she happened to be that week. Rachel’s beauty was obvious. Susan’s was exotic.
    Even worse, Rachel was two years younger than Susan. Since Archie had used his age difference with Susan as one of his go-to excuses for why he couldn’t be with her, this made him look like even more of a heel.
    Archie fumbled for words. Susan didn’t move. Her eyes were fixed on Rachel. Her coffee cup had slipped forward at a perilous angle.
    Rachel looked as surprised to see Susan as Susan was to see her. “Hi,” Rachel said.
    Ginger glanced back and forth from one woman to the other.
    Archie lifted a hand to his head.
    â€œI have to go,” Susan said quickly.
    â€œSusan, wait,” Archie said. He went after her, and she turned around and faced him at the door.
    â€œIt’s fine,” she said. “You don’t have to explain. You’re an adult.”
    Archie mentally kicked himself. He shouldn’t have let her in. But there was nothing he could say that would undo it. “I’ll see if I can check up on our friend,” he said. Our friend . He hadn’t wanted to say Leo’s name in front of Rachel, but it came