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

it was because part of me really had thought about him

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

there, cool as ever, like he was

his innocent

dried soup in his hair and

any clothes I could change into?" he asked,

my eyes for a second, fighting the urge to snap, 'No, wear the

"Even old clothes are

say Hayden's name, but we

calm of his made me second-guess myself, like I

you can't even call them out without sounding ridiculous. And here

I'll find

dug through the 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...

A new thought hit, and I hated it: if he wore Hayden's clothes, would he

was reminding myself that Xander wasn't

there, clutching Hayden's clothes, caught in my own

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Chapter 690

Perfect timing-or maybe not.

I checked the

Jace.

he doing here