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What the hell?

“Lennon Thorne?” he asks, looking at my name plaque on the door then back to me.

“That’d be me.”

“These are for you.” He holds them out to me. They’re already in a vase and everything.

I just stare at them. “From who?”

“I’m not sure, miss. I’m just the delivery guy.” He holds them out farther, signalling for me to take them. I do, letting out an awkward chuckle as he passes them to me.

“Thank you.”

He nods and turns to leave.

I move back into my office, kicking the door shut behind me, and set the roses on my desk. There’s an envelope resting on the top with my name on it.

I pick it up and round my desk, falling back into my chair to read it.

I chuckle, rolling my eyes. Of course, Baxter would have a rider, and ofcourse, he would send it to me in a bouquet of roses. Because why wouldn’t he?

I shake my head, pulling my lips between my teeth as I look inside the envelope. Finding a page withLover Boy’s Riderwritten across the top, I begin to read.

I roll my eyes at number five, though an unwelcome feeling strikes me. I knowthesewill be for use with me, but I can’t help but think about the fact that after the concert, he’ll be using them with others again.

The thought makes me feel sick, and I find myself angrythat I set an end date for us to begin with. I know it’s for the best, but I still hate myself for it.

I scan the list over again. It’s a pretty typical rider for the most part—excluding the part about puppies and kittens, because why would he make anything easy on me?—but number ten catches my eyes.

Mywhisky-colouredeyes.

And even though I know better, my stomach flutters at the reference to himneedingme.

I smile and shake my head as I pull out my phone to text him.

Me

Puppies and kittens? Really, Baxter?

Lover Boy

Sorry, who is this?

My eyes roll so far back, I swear I can see my brain. It’s not like we’ve been texting daily for three weeks now or anything. He’s so fucking annoying.

But I decide to play along, referring to myself the way he did in the letter.

The one who makes your dreams come true.

Ah, Trouble. I had a feeling I’d be hearing from you.

I chuckle. This man both infuriates and invigorates me, and he knows it.

Number 10 is interesting too.

Number 10 is the most important one on the list.

My heart skips a beat as I read those words.