Page 8 of Undone

“Right.”

I separated a spare key from the ring and held it out to him. Our gazes met, and the space between us suddenly became charged as he reached to grab the key. “Just in case I’m not here.”

For a moment, his expression shifted—something unreadable glimmered in his eyes before he masked it with a soft smile.

My heart skipped, and I immediately cursed myself.

What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I even feeling like this?

But the way Dorian looked at me… it was different.

“Thanks, Noah,” he said softly.

The silence hung between us, heavier now, as I turned to head to my room.

After slipping into my matching pajamas and finishing my skincare routine, I slipped on a bonnet before plugging in my phone. Scrolling through my notifications, I let out a sigh.

Dotty

How’s it going?

I sent a quick reply, a frown pulling at my lips as I thought about how much I missed her.

Me

My life’s a mess without you, but I’m good.

Dotty

How are things going with Dorian?

Me

Good, he’s actually pretty nice. We talked for a bit and then watched some tv.

Dotty

Wait, my brother? Talked to you? Tall, dark hair, lopsided smile Dorian? Are you sure you have the right guy?

Me

I sure hope so. That sounds like him though lol.

Dotty

Interesting. He’s usually pretty quiet and short around people he doesn’t know well.

Me

Well, we practically know each other via you so… How are you?

Dotty

I’m good. I miss you.

Me

I miss you more. I’m going to bed though. Talk tomorrow?

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