Ilana pulled the door open, not looking up at him as she held her hand out for the laptop bag slinging from his shoulder.“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice groggy. From sleep, mind you. She immediately cleared her throat, not wanting to give him the wrong idea.“Not going to invite me in?” He asked, leaning against the doorframe.“Not really, no. You should head back and try to get some sleep while you still can,” she said dryly as she tried to snatch the bag from him. He easily sidestepped her, holding her wrist in a gentle grip.“Seriously, Cal?! Stop being childish,” she gritted out, finally looking up at him with narrowed eyes.“I’m sorry,” he said softly, his eyes softening.She sighed, her shoulders slumping. She stepped back, allowing him in.“You don’t have to be. I understand,” she said, busying herself with unzipping the bag and switching on the laptop to avoid having to look at him.The bed dipped as he sat next to her, close enough that she felt his scent overwhelm he
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