Pretend to Want Me
I needed to get my head on straight, to focus on the plan.
I fumbled with the stereo, needing a distraction. But as soon as I hit the power button, music blasted through the speakers, the bass thumping hard enough to rattle the windows.
Ava jerked upright, her hood falling back. She looked startled, her eyes red and bleary, her face flushed like she'd been smoking something. For a second, I was struck by how wrecked she looked, how far from her usual polished self.
"Shit, sorry," I mumbled, frantically turning the volume down. "Didn't mean to wake you."
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