He cursed under his breath, rubbing a hand over his head. She wondered if he’d had a chance to sober up much yet somehow, it seemed like it. “Are you okay?” he asked, shutting the door as she sat on the bed and glanced at the clock. She let him in without looking at him, knowing if she did, she might be well and truly screwed. The sound, though expected, sent her heart slamming in her chest. She texted him her room number, then collapsed back and cursed herself, rubbing her still-pounding forehead hard with the heels of both hands.īy the time he knocked, she’d gotten up and slipped into a T-shirt and boxers. Could she? She was weak right now, so weak and desperate to believe him that she might fall for something stupid.īut her need to see him apparently made her stupider. Nevertheless, she reached for it and sat up straight when she saw Seth’s name. Brian had dropped her off and she’d hardly even flipped on a light before slipping out of her clothes and under the sheets, letting the hum of the air conditioner lull her. Despite Brian’s suggestion that she call Candace and vent, she hadn’t wanted to talk to anyone. Her cell phone chimed and she almost didn’t bother to reach for it.
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