Romance
Tessa Mercer and I had had a birthday game since we were ten.Every year on our birthdays, we were allowed to borrow one thing from the other person, then return it twenty-four hours later.At ten, she borrowed the red dress I'd just received.At eighteen, she borrowed the camera I'd spent six months saving for.At twenty-five, she drove off in my car and didn't bring it back until just before midnight, grinning as she returned it.For twenty years, I'd never once refused her.On her thirtieth birthday, Tessa finished the champagne in her glass. Across the table, piled with gifts, she lifted a hand and pointed at Xavier Dalton beside me."I don't want any of these this year."She tilted her head, the corners of her eyes flushed from the alcohol."Yvonne, lend me your husband for a day."
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