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Chapter 6
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2026-09-05 05:18:02
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I don’t remember the elevator ride down. I know I must’ve taken it, because one second I was standing outside a door that had just closed in my face, and the next I was out on the pavement, cold air biting at skin I hadn’t even realized had gone numb.Let's pretend this never happened.Let's never contact each other again.I kept repeating the words in my head, over and over, hoping that eventually they’d make sense. They never did.Not while I stood on the street trying to flag down a cab. Not on the ride home, my forehead pressed against the cool glass as the city blurred past in the same amber streaks I remembered from the night he’d taken me for a ride and told me that nothing hurt when he was with me.I climbed the stairs to my building, let myself inside, and found Jennifer already sitting up with her phone in her hand, waiting for me."How'd it..." She took one look at my face and put the phone down. "What happened?""He kicked me out.""He what?""Some article came up on his p
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"Block him," Jennifer said for what had to be the fourth time in twenty minutes. She practically slammed her phone face-down on the plush duvet between us, treating the glass screen like a piece of biological hazard. "Or at least don't answer if he texts. Let him sweat a little, Lav! You’re giving away all your power."I squeezed my eyes shut, clutching my mug of lukewarm tea. "He didn't do anything wrong, technically.""He's a professional race car driver!" Jennifer dragged both hands down her face, her manicured nails digging into her cheeks. "That is not a small detail to leave out over morning coffee! He’s Rowan freaking Archer, Lavinia. The golden boy of Formula Racing! I'm not saying block him forever. I'm saying make him work for it. You don't just roll over the second a billionaire athlete says something sweet.""I'm not rolling over.""You're thinking about rolling over. I can see the exact moment your dignity leaves your body." She narrowed her eyes at me, leaning in close en
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He dropped me a block from campus, as close as I’d let him get without making a scene. Even then, people noticed. The bike caught everyone’s attention as soon as we pulled up. A few guys looked over his shoulder, but it was the girls by the steps who really stared, phones lowering as they watched us like it was some kind of show."They're staring," I said, echoing his own line back at him as I swung my leg off the bike."So?" He caught my wrist before I could fully step back, tugging me down for a kiss that felt entirely too casual for an audience of thirty undergrads. "Do you hate attention?""Kinda," I said, trying to focus solely on him. "You're going to get me talked about.""You're already going to get talked about." He said it lightly, like it was a joke, but something in his expression made me pause. "Text me when you're out."I watched him pull away before turning toward the steps. The second I did, I felt it. Dozens of eyes glanced at me, then quickly looked away whenever I c
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The first thing I noticed was the music.It was coming from somewhere nearby, soft enough that I almost slipped back to sleep. I lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, trying to figure out where I was.Then the smell of coffee reached me.And suddenly, I remembered.I kept my eyes at half-mast, pretending the fog of sleep hadn't cleared yet, and watched him from across the room instead. Root stood at the stove in grey sweatpants and nothing else, back to me, hips moving in some small unconscious rhythm to whatever was playing. The kitchen light caught a tattoo on his shoulder I hadn't noticed last night, dark ink curling over his muscle, something I couldn't make out the shape of from this distance and fully intended to ask about later. He flipped what looked like an egg in a pan with a competence that felt almost unfair for a man who supposedly lived off takeout, humming under his breath, off-key but still cute.He turned with two plates and caught me mid-fake-sleep, eyes sh
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The elevator needed a key, not a button. He pulled out a slim brass fob and slipped it into a slot beneath the panel like it was the most ordinary thing in the world.The doors closed, sealing us inside a box of mirrored steel. Somehow, the whole elevator felt strangely weightless. There was no music, not even the usual mechanical hum. Just the faint pressure building in my ears as we climbed.Through the narrow strip of glass in the wall, I watched the city fall away beneath us. Tiny lights scattered across the darkness, whole rows of other people’s windows shrinking with every floor. His hand found the small of my back, warm through the thin fabric of my top, a single point of heat against the elevator's manufactured cold."You live here alone?" I asked."Mostly." He didn't elaborate, and the doors opened onto a hallway with exactly one door at the end of it, dark wood against pale concrete, like the entire floor belonged to him and no one else had ever needed to know it existed.In
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Chapter ThreeThe park was empty by the time we got there, sodium lights throwing pools of amber across cracked asphalt, moths circling like they hadn't gotten the memo that it was nearly midnight."You brought me to a playground." I crossed my arms against the chill, not quite managing to fight my smile. "At eleven p.m.""Best swings in the city." He was already walking toward them, hands in his pockets, like he'd never once in his life been late for anything. "Trust me."I sat down, the cold chains biting through my jeans. He took the swing beside me, though it was clearly too small for him. His knees were almost pressed to his chest until he stretched his legs out, giving himself room, and let the swing slowly carry him back."This is childish," I said."But you're smiling, though." He chuckled, turning to look at me."I'm just cold.""You're smiling and cold." He nudged my swing with his foot, sending me into a lazy arc. "Multitasking. Impressive."We swung in silence for a while,
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