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arms, and planting the most delicious kiss on my lips. 
    Lost in my daydream, I hadn’t heard the sound of a car pulling into my driveway.  A knock at the bedroom door startled me.
    “Kenz, you in here?”  Olivia’s voice called out from behind the door.
    I jumped up from the chair, knocking it to the floor.  “Liv?”  I caterwauled. 
    Light flooded the room from the hallway.  My eyes squinted as they adjusted to the intrusion.  A tall, svelte silhouette darkened my path.  I bent over and picked up the rocking chair, placing it back on its feet.
    “How the hell…” I began.
    Having adjusted to the light, my eyes focused in on Olivia.  Her jet black hair hung over her left shoulder.  She looked like a model dressed in a peach fuzzy sweater, dark-wash skinny jeans, and black knee-high boots.   Leaning against the doorway, her thin lips curled into a smug smirk, as she dangled my house key from her long, bony finger.  She stood almost a foot taller than me, and with heels she could tower almost any man.  I envied her height.
    “You gave this to me in case of emergencies, remember?”
    I wrapped my cardigan around my chest, stomping out of the room with a tepid snarl on my face.  “Invasion of privacy doesn’t constitute as an emergency,” I sneered.
    She waved her hand up and down my body, as I walked past her.  “Look at you.  Your hair is a mess, you look like death, and my God, woman, that wardrobe needs help.”
    “I’m fine,” I grumbled.  “You came all this way for nothing.”
    “Liar,” she countered.
    That one word stopped me cold.  “I beg your pardon.”
    Olivia crossed her arms over her chest.  She stood at her full height, looking down at me with a menacing scowl.  Her sculpted eyebrows furrowed tight together. 
    “Look at you, Kenz.  I’ve seen you sick.  I’ve seen you drunk, but this is the worst I’ve ever seen you.  You need help.”
    I threw my arms in the air.  “I’m not seeing a shrink!”
    “I didn’t say…” she started.
    But I wasn’t hearing it.  I was sick of everyone telling me what I needed.  “God, you sound like my mother.”
    Like a statue, she stood in my hallway staring at me.  “I’m not telling you to see a doctor.  I could give a rat’s ass if you do or don’t.  What I do care about, is you getting out of this hell hole for a night.”
    I turned away from her, walking back down the hall toward the living room.  “And what do you suggest?  Clubbing, no doubt.”
    Olivia followed me into the living room and landed with a soft thud on my couch.  “Nope.  I want you to come over for dinner tonight.”
    I plopped down beside her, hugging my sweater around me.  “Liv, no offense, but I really don’t feel like going out right now.”
    She turned her body to face me, propping the heel of her boot against the edge of my coffee table.  “You need to get out of this house,” she pointed toward the hallway and continued, “and out of that room.  Why that prick of a boyfriend left you here alone again is beyond me.”
    “He had to work.”
    “Bullshit!” Olivia bellowed.  “He’s not man enough to say he wants out.  Instead, he’s stringing you along with the hope that things are going to change.  Wake up, Kenz.  They won’t!” 
    A single tear washed down my cheek.  Olivia had just voiced the one fear I held deep down inside of me.  She brushed her thumb across my cheek, wiping the tear from my face.  “I’m sorry.  I shouldn’t have said that.  Please, come over tonight.  What do you have to lose?”
    I released a deep sigh, my eyes dropping to the floor.  With Nate out of town, I had no reason not to go. 
    “Drew will be there,” she added gleefully.
    I dropped my head back against the couch and groaned.
    “I’ve told him so much about you, and I need my best friend’s approval on him.  Please come to meet him.  Please .”
    Her dark eyes grew to the size of silver dollars as she took my