More Than A Favor

Chapter 127

This was the second time Ashton had caught me in an awkward moment.

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The first time, I’d stumbled upon him half–naked, wrapped only in a towel. This time, he’d overheard me thirsting over him.

I couldn’t help but suspect he’d opened the door on purpose. Why else would he wait so long, only to open it right when I was saying something embarrassing?

At that critical moment, the only way to salvage my dignity was to act drunk. If I pretended to have no recollection of the incident, I could save myself from this mortification.

“Look, Nora! He’s right here!” I exclaimed, feigning ignorance of my previous comment and pointing at Ashton as if nothing had happened.

Nora gave an awkward smile before looking at him. “She’s drunk.”

“I’m not drunk!” I countered, playing the part. After all, no drunk person ever admits they’re drunk.

Nora, however, pinched me in the waist and teased, “Oh, right. You’ve only had one glass of wine. How drunk could you possibly be?”

Betrayed. That was how I felt. Who else but my best friend would know the perfect moment to sell me

out?

struggled to meet Ashton’s gaze, yet he stood there, staring at me with an expression I

around to lead

Ashton’s voice rang out behind

beat. At that moment, I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. “I’m dizzy. Let’s talk tomorrow,” I blurted out and swiftly

door closed, Nora burst

her, my

knows how you feel, you might as well get him into bed. Who cares about Tom, Dick, or Harry after

“Leave. This is the last day of our friendship!”

the day you finally sleep with him, alright?”

teasing, I knew Nora genuinely wanted Ashton and me

kept hearing noises from Ashton’s apartment and feared he

wanted to ask him about the punks and his investigation into his father’s accident. But now, I was too embarrassed to face him.

I collapsed on the couch and fell asleep, though my

a.m. to the sound of the door across the

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