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thumb as she said, ¡°No, you didn¡¯t.¡± She gave a cold laugh. ¡°Pretty sure you saved me
from making a huge mistake tonight.¡±
¡°Still can¡¯t fuckin¡¯ believe that twig would cheat on you.¡±
¡°Tonight was so great,¡± she laughed. ¡°Gave the people at the diner a show, closed the
door on a guy who didn¡¯t appreciate me, then sex on top of a bar? This might be the most
memorable night of my life¡¡±
We finished our beers, chatting and laughing. For a bit, I almost forgot all the trouble
we were in. But when the clock struck three and our beers were empty, she asked the
dreaded question. ¡°So¡ what are we going to do? About us?¡±
Running a hand over my face, I puffed out my cheeks and exhaled. ¡°I don¡¯t want to
stop this, Samantha.¡±
¡°Me neither.¡±
¡°But it¡¯s dangerous.¡±
¡°So dangerous.¡±
I tapped my finger against my cheek, before I finally said, ¡°I¡¯ll give you my number¡ª¡±
¡°Wow, I finally get your number?¡±
I rolled my eyes. ¡°Club thing.¡±
¡°I figured.¡±
¡°Don¡¯t call me. I¡¯ll call you. I don¡¯t know how often we can see each other but¡¡±
¡°We¡¯ll make it work.¡±
I got up from my seat and cupped her face in my hands before gently sweeping my lips
over hers. ¡°How are you so incredible?¡±
She shrugged and kissed me again.
After I walked her to her car and kissed her goodnight, I collapsed into my bed and had
my first good sleep all week.
Chapter Fourteen
Samantha
When I got home, it was nearly four in the morning. Although I felt as though I was in
a consistent state of sleep deprivation since meeting Isaac, I was also filled with a
euphoric, stimulating energy. Creeping through the door, careful to not make a noise, my
