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Chapter Forty-Three
Emma
I'm distracted at school.
And at work.
Hunter is there. Sitting on a stool. Tattooing a flower on a pretty girl's ankle. Laughing at something she's saying. Shooting me sweet glances.
I want to collapse in his arms.
And drag him to the back room.
And run away from the reminder that I still can't handle my shit.
We go to the gym together. He comes over. Helps with dinner. And with my art history.
We watch TV until Kaylee complains about the superhero shit. (She's super tactful about it).
Then we go to my room and make out like high schoolers who are saving it.
He tells me the ball is in my court.
That he isn't going to do so much as take off my top until I lead.
Which is ridiculous.
But sweet too.
