Chapter 12 Drunk

Quinn’s POV

Later that day I went to a pub.

"I'm just saying," I ranted, slamming my glass on the table, "that a person cannot be hot and cold at the same time."

"Mm-hmm," Priya said.

"He is a human thermostat. One minute he's cooking me eggs and tucking hoodies around me like I'm a toddler. The...

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