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But Dove and I felt like old friends by the time we’d finished that first lunch.
Sure it helped if there was something to be mined in there, but two people that didn’t get along and constantly bristled against each other had to work that much harder just to get anything done.
And despite my best efforts, there always seemed to be someone there to remind everyone that I was a giant asshole.
“I’m meeting Ryan for dinner and you tagging along probably wouldn’t be the best way to make him happy,” Dove said, shrugging her shoulders.
And while I’m not exactly a pip squeak, he beat the shit out of me.
I mean, to the point that I kinda felt lucky I only wound up with a broken jaw and some badly bruised ribs.At first Dove had tried to say he actually liked me, but I’d seen it enough that I knew exactly what it was about.