like everything was perfectly aligned on some corporate KPI dashboard. But emotionally? We w
allway, the heat of his voice, the way those words wrapped around me like
was trying to nudge me into the day whether I was ready or not. I rolled out o
have been craving as badly as I was. I tied my hair up, tossed the blanket aside, and headed down. My heartbeat kept glitching e
looking annoyingly good for someone who has
this split-second flick of his eyes across my face, like a sp
ice me pretending. Corporate synergy at its finest. I p
rt, we're doing brunch later. You'll be th
p when you know someone's lying but you're too tired to fight
ed in like a quarterly report walking on heels. "Ryan, da
a little. "
up at the store.
r, grinned like he had been waiting for this exa
k. Mrs. Caldwell continued, oblivious or maybe
ervice. "Sure, I can go." Ryan didn't protest. He ju
nse either but it was more like... breathless, suspended;
against his thigh. His knee bounced, mine didn't, but only
ce. "About yesterday...."
quiet. He swallowed once, his eyes staying on the road
hat," he murmured. "Or maybe...
t sharp twisted in
ng to pretend I
the sunlight slid across his jawline as the
an?" I whispered. "Ser
he was trying to reset himself. Then he said quietly.
my heart was pounding hard.
ea
s me
ea
ris
was done pretending anything with me that needed
the list in silence, and pretended to behave like step-s
ghtly cracked and a soft breeze was working its way through the car. The entire wor
usic down. "You'r
ou expect
ed on the steering
ly. "The truth
Good thing we'
me open but I didn't answer as I didn't hav
I froze instantly as I could hear my clit vibrating. His hands brushed the side of my face; slow, wa
s wrist but we didn't kiss, we didn't do anything that would cross that line.
ay. Not until the front door opened and Mrs. Caldwe
m across the face. I scrambled out of th
ter. Our mothers beamed like this blend
pretending we weren't seconds
idden. And yeah, maybe it was reckless but I could feel in my

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