"The bathroom's still there, I just got an upset stomach, heading home early."

The nerve of this little con artist, lying through her teeth without as much as a blink. "Stella, you really think I'm a fool?"

"Beck, why would you say that about yourself?"

Beck choked on his words, struggling for breath.

It was always him leaving others speechless.

He adjusted his tie and took a deep breath.

"You know where I live, right? Catch a cab over."

Stella propped her chin on one hand, squinting her eyes, "Beck, it's 10 PM, might be a bit inconvenient."

"Is it inconvenient, or are you scared?"

Stella let out a sigh, seemingly conceding.

"Alright, I'll come over."

Her prompt agreement caught Beck off guard, making him wonder if she had another trick up her sleeve.

he wasn't scared of this

his hair sooner rather than later.

later, Stella still hadn't

AM, Beck's face was as

again, who seemed to have

"Beck, what's up?"

barely managed to restrain himself

you were riding a tractor, you should've

yawned, rubbing

when. I was planning to come over in the morning, maybe have breakfast at your place. I

give her a

up, he grimaced, the action paining

he found it impossible to sleep, tossing and turning in

8 AM,

a wink, went to open the

the previous night, she was all

today, she was in light makeup, wearing a blue dress, her hair in soft curls reaching her waist. Seeing

"Beck."

got stuck in his throat,

shoes

to the Sanders family, she

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