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The realization of how Cassie felt about Leo had hit Billie like a ton of bricks. 

Here she was constantly telling Cas about just how great Leo was. His hair, his smile, the way he smelled and how he could easily lift her up. How his corny jokes were enjoyable once you got past the general `what the fuck`. Then there were his [i]abs[/i], and the way his muscles flexed when he worked out. The way his voice got all husky when he was sleepy, and how when he held her --- 

[color=93E9BE][i]”Fucking [b]ew[/b], Grey.”[/i][/color] Shaking her head in visible disgust, Billie grabbed the nearest bottle of beer she could find before twisting the top open and taking a big drink. She was on a mission. The way that her best friend looked at Billie’s not-so-actual-boyfriend left no room for question. 

Finding Leo was easy. All you had to do was look for the tallest, almost buffest person in the room and follow the sounds of a deep, dorky laugh. 

Walking up and grabbing him by the hand, Billie looked up at Leo with a bright smile. 

[color=93E9BE]”So. TJ just announced Seven Minutes In Heaven and I was thinking maaayybbeee we could finish what we starded?”[/color]
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