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The ru the covers offout of bed because there’s only one person I knons a bike, well, besides Jolie’sI don’t knohy he would choose to be here at seven o’clock in the

I don’t bother to brushBennett, regardless of what Iopen the front door, prepared to fly down the stairs when I see Bennett at the bottom, foot on the first step, eyes zeroed in on me

“What are you doing here, and so early?” I ask He’s in a white cotton shirt, orn jeans, his club cut, and by the way, Bennett can still look sexy as hell in jeans and a shirt

“Mornin’, butterfly Bringin’ you coffee and takin’ you to school,” Bennett says like we’re having a casual conversation

“Goodin his hand Now I’ a bike

“Yep, not too thrilled knowing you’re waiting at a bus stop when it’s dark in the ht Not happenin’, Shila, not when I can do so up the stairs, which takes hie Bennett has entered the building

“Well, okay, thank you for everything” He’s a step down froood foot of height on me

“You’re welco a kiss onlike I really want, way too fast in the an

“Best I have in a long ti to miss a moment with him

“Wasn’t too bad” Bennett’s eyes leavein on my breasts

“Bennett” His name leaves my breath on a whisper