“some asshole with perfect hair and a great job who you go to gay clubs with and have been friends with for years?! i fucking don’t…” nate breathed an irritated sigh. “doesn’t he check every single one of your boxes? he sounds perfect for you and i’m not supposed to be pissed about that?!”

kit snorted, belatedly understanding that nate was talking about that “perfect guy” list that he’d made all those weeks ago. idiot. “ashley doesn’t have perfect hair,” he offered mildly.