"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.

scared of

her out of his hair sooner rather than

later, Stella still

AM, Beck's face

again, who seemed to have just

"Beck, what's up?"

to restrain himself

were riding a tractor, you should've been here

rubbing her

but I never said when. I was planning to come over in the morning, maybe have breakfast at your place.

vowing to give her a piece of his

he grimaced,

he found it impossible to sleep, tossing and

AM,

a wink, went to open

the previous night, she was all dolled

a blue dress, her hair in soft curls reaching her

"Beck."

got stuck

changing her shoes in the

to the Sanders family, she had been

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