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so he could study me. “It’s not fine. He’s a very bad man.”
    “It’s not like we’d ever promised to be monogamous,” I pointed out, pushing past him and padding into the living room. I’d changed into my favorite fuzzy pajama pants and oversized T-shirt when I got home. Since it was just going to be the three of us tonight, I saw no sense in cleaning myself up. “He has a right to see whoever he wants.”
    “Oh, you poor thing,” Jerry clucked again. “You’re too sad to be mad.” He held his hand to my forehead. “You’re not sick, are you?”
    I jerked my head away. “I’m not sick.”
    “Hey, when Troy Dancy cheated on you in high school you didn’t shed one tear,” Jerry said. “Instead you vandalized his car and set his letterman’s jacket on fire.”
    “He shouldn’t have left it in an unlocked car,” I said. “And I haven’t been crying.”
    Jerry ran his finger over my cheek. “Your eyes are red and puffy.”
    “Maybe I was smoking pot?”
    “If you had pot we’d be doing that right now instead of this,” Jerry said. He gestured to the couch. “Come and sit with me, Bug. We’ll do some mud masks tonight. You’ll feel better in no time.”
    I pursed my lips. Jerry had his own recipe for masks, and my face felt like satin when he was done. “I’d rather eat the pizza.”
    “You can’t get fat now,” Jerry said. “You need to look hot so you can snag another man. I’ll put a nice deep conditioner on your hair, too.”
    “You’re going to fix my problems with deep conditioner?”
    Jerry smiled. “Yes. I’m going to wash that man right out of your hair.”
    I couldn’t help but smile. There was a reason he was my best friend. We settled on the couch, Jerry pulling me tight as he started in on some second-season episodes. “I think you should start taking on Blanche’s approach to life,” he said after a few minutes.
    “You want me to sleep with everyone who pays me a compliment?”
    “Yes,” Jerry said. “I’ll buy some extra condoms tomorrow.”
    I snorted. “I think I’m done with men.”
    Jerry snuggled closer. “You can’t be done with men. You’re too sarcastic to be a lesbian. None of them would ever put up with you.”
    Thankfully, the sound of the front door opening grabbed our attention before I could come back with what I’m sure would have been a biting retort. Aidan dropped his keys on the kitchen table as he spread out the pizza boxes. He looked concerned when he finally braved a look in my direction. “How are you?”
    “I’m fine,” I said, quickly averting my gaze. “We’re watching The Golden Girls . What could possibly be wrong?”
    “Ais … .”
    “She’s fine,” Jerry said, cutting him off. “We’re going to eat, and then I’m going to make a special mask to pull the puffiness from her face. Then I’m going to deep condition her hair.”
    “Yeah, that will makes things better,” Aidan grumbled. “Wait … are you saying you’re going to wash that man right out of her hair?”
    Jerry’s face brightened. “That’s exactly what I said.”
    “You two are freaky,” I muttered.
    Aidan brought one of the pizza boxes to the couch and sat down on the other side of me. “Eat something,” he ordered. “You look dead on your feet.”
    “Have you checked your list? I might be on it.”
    Aidan’s face was grave. “That’s not funny.”
    “Well, I’ll put on my clown wig and do a little dance later,” I said. “That will be funny.”
    Aidan ran his hand down the back of my head. “I’m still willing to kill him. You know that, right? I’m sure we can find a way to hide his body.”
    I waved him off. “It doesn’t matter. I don’t want to talk about it anymore.”
    “Well, don’t dismiss the idea outright,” Aidan said. “If the mask and conditioner don’t make you feel better, I’m sure property destruction or murder will.”
    “I’ll think about it,” I said, grabbing a slice of pizza from the