Page 15 of Breaking the Rules

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"Long story."

"Mhmm." She turns her attention back to the TV.

I have no response to that.

I should probably come up with a plausible explanation.

But it's hard to concentrate with her this close.

"It's been awhile since I've had a roommate." Not counting rehab. "I'll try not to step on your toes."

"Except for when you're babysitting?"

"I'll keep an eye. That's it."

"Right."

"You can do the same."

"I will."

"Good."

"Good." She breaks another square from her bar of chocolate and hands it to me. "Now be quiet or go upstairs."

My fingers brush hers as I take the chocolate.

It sends an electric current though me.

It's a tiny thing. Almost imperceptible. The kind of shit I was too trashed to notice.

But it's there.

And, fuck, being able to feel it—

It's everything.

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