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Soon. I’m getting so sick of hearing you say that, he snarls, and I sigh.

Me too.

SEVEN

Sophie

I’m in love with Flint.

I figured that out yesterday. I mean, I love being with him. I had so much fun as he showed me around town, and we hung out here at his house. We had watched a movie and cooked dinner together. To be honest, we spent more time talking than watching the movie. I learned so much about him, and with everything that I learned, I fell a little more for him.

He’s so kind and patient. He’s smart, honest, trustworthy, and funny. He’s the total package, and I can’t believe that he hasn’t been snapped up by someone else.

When I woke up this morning, all I could think about was being with Flint. I want to be his girlfriend, his wife, his everything.

When he showed me around town yesterday, I was surprised that I could see myself living here. The town was small but charming. Everyone seemed so nice and friendly.

My body feels like it’s on fire as I roll over in his bed. I slept in this morning, probably because I stayed up late last night talking to Flint. His scent is all around me and it’s driving me wild.

A knock sounds at the door and I swallow, scrambling in bed to sit up as Flint opens the door and pokes his head in.

“Hey, I just wanted to say goodbye before I headed to work,” he tells me with an easy smile.

“You’re leaving already?” I ask, looking around for my phone.

“Yeah, it’s almost noon. I’ll be home by six, and I can make us dinner then,” he says, and I nod.

“Sounds good. Should I do anything around here?”

“No, just relax. I’ll be back soon.”

“Okay.”

He waves once more, and then I hear him heading downstairs and out the door. I collapse back onto the mattress and let out a slow breath.

I’m so turned on. My breasts ache and I can feel my panties starting to grow damp with my arousal. For the first time in my life, I think about touching myself. I could try to take the ache that’s forming there away, but that’s not what I want. I need for it to be Flint who touches me.

I pull myself from bed and pad into the shower. I decide on a cold one, trying to get myself under control. It kind of works.

I head back to the bedroom and dig through my things for some clean clothes. By the time that I make it downstairs, it’s close to one. I make myself a bowl of cereal and sit down on the couch, trying to decide what to do now.

I could apply for some jobs here in town. Maybe if I got one here, I could stay and try to date Flint.

I grab my phone and open up the internet. Flint gave me the Wi-Fi code last night, but the internet is still pretty slow here. It takes a while for the job website to come up. I know that I want to apply for the accounting job in town, but I figure that it’s better to apply to a bunch of places and hopefully increase my odds of actually getting an offer up here.

I spend the next two and a half hours searching for jobs in the area and applying for them. There aren’t many, and the only one that has to do with my degree is the accounting firm here in Aspen Ridge. I’m hopeful that’s the job I get an interview for.

A knock sounds at the door, and I frown. I wonder who that could be.

I stand and head towards the front door. My stomach drops when I see my mother standing there with her arms crossed over her chest.

Part of me doesn’t want to answer the door. I already know I probably don’t want to hear anything she has to say, but it’s my mom.

“Hey,” I say weakly as I pull the door open. “What are you doing here?”

“I came for you!” She shouts, and I back up a step. “I had to track your phone because you just ran off and didn’t tell anyone where you were going. Get your things. We’re leaving. NOW!”

“No.”

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