The sun was just starting to turn the sky a pale, dusty gray. Inside Room 402, the air was still heavy and hot. Chloe sat on the edge of Jax’s bed, trying to pull her hair into some kind of order. Her body felt heavy, and her skin was sensitive to every touch of the air. She looked at Jax, who was lying back against the pillows, watching her with a dark, satisfied look in his eyes."You're not leaving yet," Jax said. It wasn't a question. It was a command."Jax, the sun is coming up," Chloe whispered, though she didn't move. "If I get caught sneaking out of the boys' wing now, everyone will know.""Let them know," Jax said, reaching out and grabbing her wrist. He pulled her back onto the bed. "I want to leave you with a memory that lasts longer than the walk back to your room. One last time, Chloe. No roommates, no laundry machines. Just me and you, until you can't even remember your own name."The Final HuntChloe didn't fight him. She couldn't. The way Jax looked at her—like she was
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