The Wrong Man At The Right Time

ld bathroom sink. She was on her knees

eap whiskey and perfume filled her nose, and she was close to gagging

d. Her eyes burned.

r of his bed. Tessa had stepped over it without blinkin

der her eyes. Lips cracked. Hoodie two sizes too big-it was Nathan's, smelled like his cologne and sex. And yet, she couldn't take it

was nev

inst the bathroom fl

in the morning. Rent's

herself up. Her knees ac

now she'd been in his room for the past two hours. Didn't ask how she got home. Didn't kn

dled them in one hand, and w

inst the cold concrete. She took a deep breath. It was

e grass, heart somewhere behind her, prob

rly slammed into th

d down slow. Tinted glass slid

a man. Not

n. Salt-and-pepper stubble along a sharp jaw. And e

r. Not the invisible girl Nathan dragged around.

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a fr

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, the resemblance hit. Same jawline. S

an C

but when he did, it was with venom. She'd assumed he w

nothing came out. He

ilent. He didn't touch her. Didn't move too close. But the

hausted," he

m f

ed. "You're lo

flicked u

speak unless he meant every word. The kind who d

nything-but her voice was tra

oor. "Come with me.

reamed no. Her

ded, almost lazily. "I'm just offer

odded once and slid i

lled like tobacco and expensive cologne. She kept he

heel, the other resting on the conso

. Just silence and streetligh

ou stay?"

looked

look at

she said. "May

"You're not stupi

ightened. He

ng enough," she whispered

did

ook he

e road, turned off the engine,

more than c

strange in his

dashboard, too afr

ou more?" he asked,

est st

nswer now," he continued

card. Silver,

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is nu

oth. Unbothered. Like nothing had happened. Like

Nathan's house, glance

night,

thout a word. Watc

, barefoot, heart racing,

ed on the couch. Ob

counter beside his empty bottle. Too

r, her body was shaking-not from fear,

hing

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have to wa