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“No! Hey How have Ion his elbow until he faces me

“You’re constantly talking like it’s already over A lipstick kiss to re, exactly?”

“We’re not working together er”

“I haven’t wanted you this long, and gone through so ht It’s not enough”

He’s right, of course The interview result hangs over us like a scythe A flash of impatience hits me

“Can I stay at your place tonight?” It’s all I can think of to say “Can I sleep in your bed?”

“I guess,” he says sulkily, and I tug him by the loops on his jeans over to his suitcase

I look back at the bed How sothe sain to prick behind my eyes

I catch a glihly a week’s rent for this nature like Zorro onto it, and hugs ainst his perfect pectoral

“And did you have a nice stay?”

The elegantly groo a little too widely at Josh as she processes the checkout She see my presence, or maybe she’s just dazzled I look at her slicked-back blond-coil hairdo Her chalky pink lipstick is too bright against her tan Hotel Barbie

“Yes, thanks,” he replies absently “Great water pressure in the shower”

I look up at his face and watch the corner of his

The receptionist is definitely i him in the shower Her eyes stray from bicep to computer screen Screen to his face She staples and folds and searches for the perfect little envelope for his receipt, even though the custoet one