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Page 309 of 5+Us Makes Seven

“I read about it online,” she said.

“Ooh. Speaking of online, you want to check out Max?”

“Yeah,” she said.

I headed into the living room with her following close behind. After grabbing my laptop, I joined her on the couch. She had poured herself another glass.

“Okay,” I said, sitting down next to her. “Let’s do some Facebook stalking.”

After a few minutes, I had signed in and located his profile page.

“Wow,” she said. “He’s buff. Are you sure you want to pass him to me?”

“He’s definitely not bad to look at, but he’s not for me.”

“Really? Why not?”

“I don’t know.”

“It has something to do with Cooper, doesn’t it?”

I took a drink of wine, ignoring her question.

“Anyway, I’m sure he’s fine,” she said, scrolling through his photos. “Aw, he has one of you and him in Afghanistan.”

“What?” I leaned forward, peering at the screen. “I don’t remember that being taken.”

“You had a lot on your mind at that time.”

“Yeah, I guess…”

I sat back as she browsed through his other photos.

“Well?” I asked.

“I’d go on a date with him,” she said.

“Yeah?”

“Hell yeah.”

“I’ll give you his number right now,” I said. “Maybe it will get him off my back.”

“As long as he gets me on my back,” she said.

I laughed, pushing her gently before sitting up and grabbing my phone.

“Here you go…”

As I read off the digits of his phone number, she put them in her phone.

“Put it on speakerphone,” I said as she dialed the number.

“Hold on…”

The phone rang. I felt like a girl in middle school making a prank call for the first time.

“Hello, is Max there?” Laura asked.




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