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144: Rambling Eve

Author: Faith Odulesi
last update publish date: 2026-06-21 09:19:30

My eyes stayed on his, but my mind tripped over the words.

Was he talking about himself? Was he saying I should have been proving it to him? Or was he saying I looked so desperate that even a stranger could tell I was fighting a man who wasn’t there?

I hated both options.

Adam stood before I could ask. The towel slipped from his hand onto the floor beside my feet, and he stepped back like whatever had just happened meant nothing.

“Guest room is down the hall.”

I blinked. “That’s it?”

His eyes
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