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“Fine.”
    Without looking at him, she turned and went back into the room, muttering to herself, “There’ll probably be so many people there that I won’t have to see him anyway.”
    That’s what she thought. Grinning to himself, he moved away as Riley shut the door, only to find his happiness fading as he bounded down the stairs and bumped into Karla. When she saw him, a smug smile spread across her face and she reached out to stroke his arm.
    “Hi baby,” she purred, rubbing up against him, “were you looking for me?”
    Clasping her upper arms, he moved her away with an expression of distaste, answering bluntly, “No.”
    Affronted, she flipped her platinum blond hair over one shoulder, “Well, what are you doing here then?”
    “Not that it’s any of your business, but I was visiting a friend.”
    For a moment her expression remained the same and then her mouth twisted into a snarl of rage as she accused, “You bastard, you’re fucking someone else, aren’t you?”
    If he hadn’t already decided to cut Karla loose, that would have been the last straw.
    “Karla,” he began to explain with a patience he didn’t feel, “we’re not in a relationship. We’re not even friends. We were just screwing around and you knew that, you agreed.”
    “Yes, but I thought…”
    “You thought I’d fall in love with you,” he interrupted her, “but I didn’t and I never will. So maybe you should go find someone who can put up with you.”
    Still with that twisted sneer distorting her face, she jabbed one manicured fingernail into his chest. “You’ll be sorry.”
    He shrugged, batting her hand away. “I doubt it, but I suppose miracles do happen.”
    As he walked away, her shrill voice called after him, reaching pitches only dogs could hear, but he ignored her and kept walking, down the stairs and out of the building.

Chapter Five   
    Once again, Chloe found herself dressed up to go somewhere Parker had invited her. Hopefully, this time she got further than her bedroom door. Usually, she was quite a forgiving person, but it still stung that he had stood her up last night and she wouldn’t easily forget it.
    Standing in front of the mirror, Riley turned this way and that, admiring the way she looked in a pretty blue dress that hugged her slender body, stopped halfway down her thighs and exposed her tanned arms. Her long hair had been carefully washed and curled, her makeup applied and the perfect jewellery picked to match her outfit. She had gone about the preparations with a zeal that Chloe didn’t feel, in fact, she felt a little bit like a Barbie doll, since Riley had also insisted on helping her get ready by doing her hair and makeup, as well as lending her a dress.
    The dress was beautiful, she had to admit, but it was a bright, eye-catching shade of purple that she never would have picked for herself and clung to her like a second skin. It probably fit Riley perfectly, but Chloe was quite a bit taller, as well as curvier and she felt as if she was showing off more than a decent amount of flesh. Her one saving grace was that her feet were too big to fit into the killer heels that her roommate tried to pressure her into, so she’d chosen a pair of black heels from her own small collection. They weren’t as high as the ones Riley had given her, but they were still tall enough for her to break an ankle.
    Teetering across the room to grab her purse off the bed, she slipped her phone inside and zipped it up, grumbling, “How come you get to wear flats?”
    “I hurt my leg and I can’t wear heels anymore,” Riley answered, the joy in her eyes dimming.
    “But you have a whole wardrobe full of them.”
    “Just because I can’t wear them doesn’t mean they’re not pretty to look at,” she shrugged, leaning into the mirror to straighten her fringe and better inspect her lip gloss.
    “So you just buy then but never wear them?”
    Again, she shrugged. “Everyone’s got to have a hobby.”
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