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Chapter FiveSadieI ith a groggy feeling, fatigue draped over me like an invisible heavy blanket

Getting to sleep last night was next to i around hme question why the heck Saul Sykes would banter with me like that

I sit up and let out a yawn,with a headache from lack of sleep

With the h the s, hazy with the clinging snow, the ht seems like a dream

Did we really stand bare inches from each other, so close I could feel his breath, see the bri intensity in his eyes?

Did we really laugh together?

I shakemyself into the ensuite, maybe a will shower help to wash away soht

It’s painfully predictable what traitorous thoughts flood intole and sizzle with the heat of it And even if I saw it co a mile away, it makes no difference

His hands, the sultriness of his breath, the way he strode confidently over toto lean down and kiss me

I wash quickly, not allowing those thoughts to push ret The shower pressure is way too freaking te sternly athis lips,world of sensation

Wrapping myself in the fluffy bathrobe, I walk across the bathrooet to the bedrooot a text fro of me I text him back and then spot the handwritten note on the bedside table

Is it froiddy hopefulness I bet it is He’s going to ask if I’ to tell ive in to this wild feeling I can’t get rid of, that I don’t want to get rid of

I let out a sigh when I pick up the note, but whether it’s of relief or disappointment even I can’t tell

Tried waking you, but you were really out of it I’ into Marchway to check out the bookstore I’ll be back by lunchtime Lots of love and try not to piss Dad off LOL xx

I glance atthe time