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Noah:

Way to wound a guy's heart.

Zara:

I think your heart will be fine.

Noah:

Really, though, thanks for texting back. I wasn’t sure if you would.

Zara:

We’re friends, right? Why wouldn’t I text back?

Even after she hit send, she wanted to take the words back. They weren’t merely friends, even if that’s what she’d told him. If they were only friends, she wouldn't miss him so much. She wouldn’t crave his touch or wish he was there in bed with her.

If they were only friends, she wouldn’t want him to fuck her brains out again and again until the end of time.

Yeah, they were not just friends.

Chapter 9

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Noah

As if his night hadn’t already been fantastic with his game-winning home run, he reached the locker room to find that Zara had texted him back.

It must be his lucky day.

He was going to mark it on his calendar and buy a lottery ticket every year on this date.

What did he say to her when she insinuated that they were only friends? That wasn’t anywhere near the truth. He felt so much more than friendly toward her.

Noah:

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