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Chapter 113

ผู้เขียน: Jess Dawson
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-12-17 05:54:01

Max's POV

I can’t stop smiling as I shower and change. I feel fucking ridiculous, grinning at the tiles like some love-sick idiot, but I can’t help it. I throw on a pair of cargo shorts and a T-shirt. I am not training today. I literally do not give a fuck what Baxter has to say about it. If I avoid him, he won’t get the chance to challenge me. Perfect plan.

By the time I am done getting ready, my phone has climbed to fifty percent, so I grab my charger, a change of clothes, my toothbrush, and shower gel. I stuff everything into my small backpack and head into the main cabin in search of coffee.

I grab two travel mugs and fill them from the machine in the corner. I have no idea how Zahra takes her coffee anymore, so I make one black and add cream to the other. Then I grab some pastries from the end of the breakfast setup—two pain au chocolate and two plain croissants—and drop them into a small paper bag. Then I head back toward the ATV.

I am buzzing to see her again.

Medus is pacing c
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