‘‘—hear this utter nonsense ... ‘girls! don’t tell anyone about your guilty pleasures, they’ll drive men away and you won’t satisfy your best friend with it either!’’‘ throwing the latest elle magazine aside, the brunette scoffed. ‘‘i’ll tell anyone my guilty pleasures as i please, if men bugger off, well — i’d call that a win. like lord ... don’t tell my wife i’ll emotionally re-enact hopelessly devoted to you into my hairbrush like the dramaqueen i am.’‘ freya readjusted her dress around her chest and took her sunglasses off. ‘’lord have mercy on me, because i like to devour a whole tub of ben & jerry’s and cry over brooklyn 99 binging in the middle of the night.’’ rolling her eyes, she smoothly got her towel from the lounge, pointing way towards the pool they sat close at. ''not to ruin your chi, although i might have already done that,'' she chuckled shortly, though eyes warm and inviting, ''would you like to join me for a swim now the pool's less crowded with dad bods?''
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