"She'd love a granddaughter. I mean, I'm always up for a mani-pedi with her and Mom, but --"
And then, the letters suddenly flash across Joey. The Right Girl
Girl. Not person. Girl.
He was straight. The hot guy he'd been swooning over for days, the one he was having such a lovely evening with, was straight.
"Joey..."
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