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?

to meet Ashton’s gaze, yet he stood there, staring at me with an expression I couldn’t read. “What did you need me

turning around to lead Nora into

for you, though,” Ashton’s voice rang out behind

I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. “I’m dizzy. Let’s talk tomorrow,” I blurted out and swiftly retreated into

Nora

at her, my face flushed

he knows how you feel, you might as well

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

you finally sleep with him, alright?” she said,

knew Nora genuinely wanted Ashton

lingering embarrassment. I kept hearing noises from Ashton’s apartment and feared he might come knocking on my door.

talk to Ashton. I wanted to ask him about the punks and his investigation

collapsed on the couch and fell asleep, though my emotions remained

around 5:00 a.m. to the sound of

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