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The doors open to the lobby and heel our bags out

I’ht especially—has worn ined when the three of us joined Xander’s dad for a business trip—to learn more about the architecture business—that it would lead to this I guess that’s e get for extending our trip into the weekend so we could have a break

And sootten the fact that once I get ho Xander We live in the same house, our rooms side by side, and I’m his assistant at his dad’s firant slope of his nose, and slight pout of his lips—and s thickly Even if we get this taken care of today, I’ to have to endure his presence every second of every day It’s already been a struggle, fighting s, and after this? I don’t know if I can do it

Xander and I s at the table he secured before going over to grab our food Xander piles a stack of stea pancakes on his plate and e juice and a straw and start back to the table

“You need to eat, Thea,” Xander calls after me

I look at hiry”

He starts to say so else but I don’t stay to listen I slide into the chair across fro over?” He asks

“Yep,” I lie Isobered me up real fast

I sip e juice as Xander pulls out the chair between Cade andthing soranola bar and says, “Just in case you get hungry on the flight”

Alorrying about me “Thanks” I tuck the bar in my purse and thankfully Cade pulls hihts

I have no idea what Xander has planned for us to ditch Cade but I hope it’s good Cade’s not stupid and he’ll figured it out if it’s not a believable lie

I begin to worry that Xander’s not going to say anything as we throay our trash and head outside to the waiting taxi line We start for the first taxi and the driver hops out to help with the luggage

“Shoot,” Xander says, patting his pockets “I left my phone”

“You left your phone?” I repeat, like really? That’s the best you could come up with?