Chapter 165

ANDREA’S POV

Easton jolted awake from his slumber when I slammed his room door open.

“Wha—” he spluttered, looking around frantically, a little confused.

“Good, you’re up,” I said, reknotting the straps of the dressing gown I’d hastily thrown on before I left the room.

Easton sat up and glared at me...

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