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“Okay?” he asked.

I nodded. “Okay.”

“Good.”

He pulled me into his arms just as the elevator doors opened. I thought I could get used to this—his touch—easily enough.

We finally got to his front door, and the nervousness I felt in the parking lot was back, but tenfold.

I shifted on my feet, and Kai watched me intently.

“Do you have work tomorrow?” he asked.

I shook my head. Tomorrow was Sunday, so I was off. I hadn’t made any plans for the weekend, and if I was being honest, I was kind of antisocial. If it weren’t for Blue growing up, I would have found myself completely cut off from any social event.

“Good,” he said.

I didn’t say anything.

Why was it good? Did that mean I would spend the day with him tomorrow as well?

I didn’t know.

This was all unfamiliar territory for me.

He pushed the door open and waited for me to walk through.

I stayed where I was for a moment.

“Pretty girl?”

I loved it when he called me a pretty girl. Unlike when some of my mom’s friends had said it, or when the few times boys at school had said it, this felt genuine. As if he really thought I was pretty. And to be pretty to someone who looked like Kai?

I smiled a little and walked in.

9

GEMMA

Kai followedclose and shut the door behind him.

I jumped slightly when he locked it, the sound loud in the quiet apartment.

His face didn’t give anything away.

He turned on the light, and I took in his apartment for the first time.

It looked almost like Blue’s apartment, except the furniture looked more… expensive.

And cold.

His apartment was clean, too.

Unusually clean and organized. So much so, I wondered if he had someone come in and clean it for him.

It was an open-concept that showcased everything from where we stood by the foyer.

The living room had black-and-gray furniture. A black leather sectional couch took up most of the space, and there was a large gray coffee table and a flatscreen TV as big as the one Blue had in his apartment.

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