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Five minutes too late.

Author: Black ink.
last update publish date: 2026-02-15 00:12:45

AIDEN’S POV.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, still holding the blanket tight to my chest.

Ryder brows furrowed. “What do you mean?” he asked. “This is my room. And that is my bed.”

I blinked.

My brain felt slow, like it was still asleep.

“Your bed?” I repeated.

Oh, I was a dumb fuck.

I slowly got up from the floor and wiped my forehead with my hand.

“Don’t ever do that again,” I said.

“Do what?” Ryder asked, still smiling.

“Kiss my forehead.”

He laughed louder this time. “Oh relax,” he sa
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  • HATE HIM, TILL I NEED HIM   Sorry.

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