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him, how much he makes my pussy ache with hunger.
    “Does he know how much you wrote ‘Stella & Derek’ everywhere?”
    I shove her lightly and she giggles.
    She’s right, though—notebooks, the inside covers of romance novels, chalk on sidewalk…
    “What does he do now?” she asks. “Last I heard, he was in the military, but he said something about art supplies? Seems…”
    I guess my facial expression alarms her because then she says, “What the hell happened, Stella?” all humor and teasing disappearing from her tone.
    I had gotten lost in my head over what had just happened—how close I came to losing my virginity in an empty store space.
    I take a deep breath.
    I may not be able to tell her everything, but no way can I keep it all in.
    “I—I still have feelings for him, that’s all. I ran into him earlier and it all came back.”
    “Bullshit, that’s not all. Spill it.”
    “Well, we may have…made out a little.”
    Celeste loves it—her face takes on a pleased expression and she looks happy scandalized.
    “A little like what? You know you can’t leave out the best part!”
    “Just…a little. Lips touched.”
    As in, his lips touched my pussy lips, my lips touched his cock. But she doesn’t need to know all that. “Anyway, my feelings are all over the place, that’s all. You remember how I felt about him back then, and I realized he still has that effect on me. It’s kind of awkward, considering…you know.”
    “Like, I don’t blame you? I mean, he was always cute, but damn, he’s super hot now. I can see why he’s shaking things up. But…not to state the obvious…but you’re engaged, Stella, you made a commitment. And you’re doing it for your brother and your mom. I wouldn’t be a good friend if I didn’t at least remind you of why you let yourself get talked into this whole thing.”
    “I know, I just—I thought I wouldn’t feel that again—that excited about someone. I thought I’d grown past it! And now that I’ve run into him again, I’m just…rattled.”
    “Well, you’ve come this far sticking to your guns. You’re marrying up. You can’t risk everything because your old crush still makes you gaga—artists aren’t exactly stable partners. You remember Joey, right? I practically funded his starving artist life for a year and then he had the nerve to cheat on me! That loser’s still broke, so he did me a favor; I dodged a bullet. Can you imagine if you got involved with this guy and he screws you over and you lost this chance to collect that jackpot?”
    “I hate when you put it like that.”
    “Your fiancé’s a billionaire. Not many of my friends get to date—much less get engaged to—billionaires. That’s a whole other level, so yeah—jackpot. You saw what Anna Nicole dealt with for a couple hundred million. Too bad she didn’t really get to collect. Anyway, your guy might not be that old but he’s still pretty old. You might have to wait a decade or two for him to drop, but you also probably won’t have to do it with him every day. Although maybe you should—wear him out so he drops faster…”
    “Celeste!”
    “You know I’m not totally serious. Just reminding you that people have done way more for way less. So yeah…”
    She mouths the word ‘jackpot’ again.
    “Anyway, I have a few other errands to run for the rest of the day,” she says, leaning in to give me a quick hug. “See you tomorrow maybe? Where are you headed now anyway? Better not be after Mr. Hotpants.”
    I let out a short laugh.
    Truthfully, every time Celeste refers to Derek’s looks I have to smile extra hard and try not to let on the jealousy churning in me at referring to him that way.
    It’s not like she’s lying—Derek is unfairly hot and anyone with working eyes can see it.
    I guess I just don’t like the casual nature of it, especially since what he and I have been up to isn’t casual to me.
    Derek Carter was never casual to me.
    “I’m headed home,” I