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“Don’t scare me.”

“Hehe.” His smile grows.

I smack his arm that’s not driving. “Just shut up for a bit.”

“Well, well. Where should we go?”

“My place, if you don’t mind Ossa.”

He says nothing. I turn from the window to him. Did I say something wrong? I thought he was fine. Maybe he really isn’t a fan of my place after Ossa thought he was a climbing stand.

I clear my throat. “I guess we can go to your place too.”

“Oh, I mean... I thought you wouldn’t want me in your place.”

My heart skips a beat. Because we... “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ignore you earlier today, it’s just...” Words stick in my throat. Or rather, I can’t come up with anything. I don’t know what to do to make things right without telling him about...

I know it doesn’t make sense to think that, because I’ve run into bad males, all others are the same, but at the same time, I...

He says, “Maybe I’m so impressive that I left you speechless.”

He puts a smile on my face, but that’s still not right. He doesn’t deserve that from me. My stomach twitches.

I hold his hand, giving it a squeeze. “I don’t know how to talk about it.”

“Let’s keep it simple. Are we good? Can we still chat and have fun times together? I don’t mean the sexy kind of fun, but just fun floatball and chatting times.”

I nod. “Yes, we can have that all the time for sure.”

He grins. “Good. Let’s head to your place then.”

It’ll be fine. I just have to keep my hands away from him and... we can have tacos in peace, and he can head home on his own afterwards.

Chapter 30

Winnie

Telke puts the paper bags on the coffee table as we situate ourselves in my living room. He has a wide grin on his naughty face...

I swear he is going to comment about...

He points at my books on the coffee table, which have been there since last night and before, which I didn’t have time to hide. “It’s your books. They are still here.”

“Well, yeah... I read, duh.”

He reaches for one of those. I grab his hand, but his other hand reaches for another book. I try to slap that hand but yet another snags a book, this time successfully.

He chuckles as he flips the book open. “You’ll need more hands and skills to stop me.”

I roll my eyes. “Fine. This is just unfair.”

He flips the pages. “Hm... Words.”

“What else are you expecting? Pictures? Porn?”

He laughs and puts the book down. “Not really. I just wondered what’s under the cover.”

“You didn’t even read a word.”

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