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Fuck, neither am I.

Where do we stand?

“Your friend is upstairs, Fiction C-E,” I say, so she knows exactly where I’ve been.

She doesn’t ask why I’m here. I guess she can figure it out on her own.

“Okay… and thank you for getting me the new room.”

“Don’t thank me just yet, Aspen. I told you, you owe me big time for that.” I close the distance between us until her shoulder brushes against my arm. Leaning into her, my nose is so close to her hair, I can smell the flowery scent of her shampoo. “And I’m going to collect… soon.”

Without looking at her reaction, I tear myself away, forcing my legs to carry me down the hall and away from her.

Just thinking about all the ways I’m going to collect that favor has me on edge. I’m going to come for her soon. Very, very soon.


Tags: C. Hallman Romance