Chapter 142

“Trust me, Fay,” he murmurs, his eyes on my mouth again. “This

will be nothing like Girl Scouts.”

I groan then, tossing my head back, letting him see that none of

this is sexy. It’s all just so draining.

“Whatever, Kent,” I murmur, looking up at the ceiling. “Can you just go away? I’m tired. I want to go to bed.”

He surprises me by backing off. I watch him as he moves away from me, heading towards the door.

“Seriously?” I ask, watching him as he twists the handle. “That’s it? No fight? No repartee? It’s that simple?”

Slowly, Kent turns to me. “You’re tired, Fay,” he says. “Go to bed. You need your rest.” He takes a moment to consider me, though. To run his eyes over my tired face, my rumpled hair, my lips still swollen from the force of his own pressed against them not so

long ago.

“But simple? No, Fay. If you think this is over…” He just slowly

shakes his head.

With that, he pulls my door open and steps out into the hall, closing it behind him.

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staring at

pulling the box of cookies into

eat

next morning I push through the door to the

late you go to bed, the Lippert house is buzzing with activity

fresh clothes for the day. There was

back to sleep after that. So here I am, at 7

a beeline for the espresso machine and am surprised to

meet Daniel there.

he says, handing me the cup of espresso he just made.

gratefully. “How did

of coffee down in one and

back to Daniel.

then I lower my voice. “Daniel,” I say. “We have to talk.”

me, curious and a little

my chest. “Sure. Weirdly fine

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raise

so that it points at him. “You are oddly in hot water today.”

sure we aren’t overhead. Then, he

on?”

him. “Whatever was going on in your room…your dad…” I bite my lip. Damn, I didn’t really plan how I wanted to

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