Every day, at one-thirty in the afternoon, Annie went to the cafeteria to get lunch. It wasn't so that she could see Webb getting his lunch, it just so happened that she did. In fact, while they'd dated, it had been a happy coincidence: thirty minutes of together time. After they'd broken up, she often left the lunch area as soon as he entered it
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It took several hours and a couple of activities: coffee, laundry, reading the newspaper and the like before she finally had her answer. Around six o'clock that night, she called Jai Wilcox.
"Hey," she said quietly. "I was wondering if you'd like to come over again. Dinner. Actual food, not ice cream. And we can um, talk."
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"I could go for some actual food, sure."
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"I'll see you then."
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When he arrived he knocked on the door and waited to be let in.
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"I ordered Chinese, I hope that's okay?" She snuck past him to where she'd left cartons and paper plates on her coffee table near her couch.
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"What'd you do with yourself all day?"
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Taking a deep breath, she said, "What we did last night was really unfair to you. I mean, when I invited you over here for vodka, you probably knew what you were getting into, but I mean the stuff after. I won't lie, I felt guilty. Not just about using you for sex, which I did, but because it felt like I'd almost cheated on Webb." Not Clayton, not Clay, but Webb. "It was the first time I'd even come close to doing anything crazy like that and we went straight into the deep end."
She realized her monologue had gotten off track and she tried again. "What I'm saying is this: he left me. Which makes him the problem, not me and certainly not you. I'm sorry that I invited you were under false pretenses, but I'm not sorry about what happened. I'm really sorry that I let you leave last night. That won't happen again ( ... )
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