Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 690

I froze.

Did he just... reverse-rizz me?

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My cheeks went hot, and I realized too late that I'd totally walked into his trap. All this time, I'd pegged him as some clueless rookie, but nope-dude was playing in the major leagues. Not bad.

I fought back a smirk, keeping my expression cool. "Don't flatter yourself."

I put down my bowl, breezed over to the couch, and turned on the TV.

Meanwhile, Xander was annoyingly unbothered. He cleaned the table-wiping off the soup I'd accidentally sprayed on him, washing the dishes, even tidying up the kitchen.

"Mind if Luse your bathroom?" he asked

"Knock yourself out," I said, keeping mo

But I couldn't shake his earlier comm normal.

eyes glued to the screen.

It lingered, like a song stuck in my head, making it impossible to act

was because part of me

gonna take a shower," Xander added, snapping me out of my

there, cool as ever, like

to twist his innocent comment

soup in his

have any clothes I could

a second, fighting the urge to snap, 'No, wear

"Even old

He didn't say Hayden's name, but

he didn't flinch. That maddening calm of his made me second-guess myself, like I was the one

call them out

find

closet, a wave of regret hit hard. These weren't just random hoodies or tees-they were Hayden's. Every thread had a memory stitched into it, and now I was supposed to just... hand

at Xander. A new thought hit, and I hated it: if

myself that Xander wasn't Hayden, and

caught in my own

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Chapter 690

Perfect timing-or maybe not.

the bundle, I checked the security cam, and my

Jace.

he doing here