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I had no expectations for it to go beyond that night. And I'm sure I wasn't on your long-term radar, either, so no love lost.
Since then, he'd talked to his parents and arranged to stay in a room above their garage.
I planned to just sleep through the holiday and continue my ritual pity party.
Chris was gone by morning, his bedding neatly folded on the ottoman. Where he'd gone, I had no clue.
I turned my head at the squeak of the lid's hinges.
Aching for more despite my determination to stay pissed off. "Professor Bradley taught oceanography my freshman year," he said, shifting his weight to his knees but keeping my legs trapped.