Chapter 16 Chapter 16: The Hangover

“No, I don’t,” I retort begrudgingly. “You’re the one constantly around me. Are you stalking me?”

Shut the fuck up, Hettie.

What am I doing? Why can’t I control my tongue?

A somber look crosses his expression, his eyes squinting almost imperceptibly. If I weren’t so close, I’d think I imagined it....

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