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Deep Wood Margot Scott 11470K 2023-08-28

“There’s more in my wallet I just have to find it” She sets her backpack on the floor I squint against the fluorescent lights, growing less easygoing by the second

Dark-brown hair slips out fro I catch y levels pluerously thin If the only thing standing between er with a sweet tooth, I’et it out of my way

“I don’t have tiirl, and s her up”

“I said I have it” The girl looks up at ed with too er back a half-step and then catch eous, but it’s h I can’t put ue slips out to wet her bottom lip, a flash of pink on pink Instantly, iven my exhaustion

Even oddamn cock wakes up

“Sir,” says the clerk, splinteringto pay for all of this?”

“This, too” I set my own stuff on the counter

The girl rises, her ue as the clerk ringsat her lips Soirl But there’s no way in hell we’ve et a face like hers

My teot to be the twelve hours of driving, or the four hours of sleep But part of er I’ve never wanted to get both closer and further away from someone so badly

“You didn’t have to do that,” she says

“I know” I pocketmy ass toward the exit, away fro—roadside distraction

I’irl call out, “Thank you!”

As et one last look at her, I don’t let myself turn around

Chapter Two

Silas