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Chapter 7 7

Word Count: 1086    |    Released on: 31/03/2025

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ung it on the wall. Exhaling deeply, I ran a hand through my h

"Why are you having second thoughts?" I whis

the step before he walked toward me. Dressed in a casual t-shirt and dark jeans, he wore a c

n the arm before he could finish, forcing him to go

ically in the air, pretending to be hurt. "

of hair. "I thought that was one of my charming cha

I peered up at him. "Where

and draped it over his shoulder

does a bachelor party a

den floor. "The sooner I do it, t

y cheek against my knuckles. "You r

and cramped places. You know I'm catastrophic and allergic t

let my arm dangle over the side of the couch, m

oing to prison." A large grin stretched across his face, and I couldn't help but smil

iking a magazine-worthy pose before flashing me a cheeky grin. I reached

t's

r fa

bout my

t need any reason to stop you f

st. "This handsome face is the one you will see for the rest of

and every night? Are you serious?" I

ow, Mrs. Vaughn." He quickly captured my lips with his. "You're trap

one who trapped

g my forehead. "I'll be bac

n the edge of the couch. "Play as

fore pressing a kiss to the top of

nto the blanket as the do

so far away?" I whined before finally snatching it up. Clicking through channel

ps, I picked up t

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ced at the screen. "

u watch

"Are you s

m was thick. "But do turn down the volume. I c

tupidly looking back at her pursuer. "You'r

he darkened wall as a murder scene pla

like watching horror

ogether. "I don'

e's K

elor

me back, slightly off. "Are

rom the TV. "No. Next year. But Kevin likes to

s surrounded by darkness. Shuddering, I rushed to flick on every light. "Better," I

ights, didn't you?" His

ng back onto the couch. "I hope you

all e

, I pushed the phone back to my ear. "Hello? Matt? Mat

orror movie jump scare, I patted my chest. "There's no serial killer after you

call. Fr

I turned the phone toward the wall as an unden

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on my best poker face. Turning the screen back toward me, I fo

ng the phone, he revealed a white towel wrapped around his wa

en I s

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