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CHAPTER 240

Chelsea's got a toddler balanced on her hip like it's a designer purse, and Ashley's wearing that same look she had when we first met—like every man here is a goddamn steak fresh off the grill.

"Oooh," Ashley sing-songs, her eyes landing on me. "If it isn't Mr. Big D himself."

Alyssa spins tow...