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I know you can take care of yourself but I can't help and worry over you. 📱With my memories back, I won't Meera a chance.📱 📲 Good 📲 📱 Can I come over to your place tonight? I am having this urge to see you, I miss you.📱 📲 Not today, beautiful, I am going on a mission. I am going to steal money from Meera tonight. 📲 📱How do you intend on doing that?📱 📲 You will get to hear the news tomorrow, wish me luck my beautiful Queen. 📲

Greg. Meera bit her lip, wondering what to do next. Suddenly, she thought of something and opened her I***a app. She entered the message between her and Greg and pushed her phone to the receptionist, saying, “That’s our chat from last night. You know his I***a handle, right? Go through it and see for yourself.”

“Dream of me, because I’ll be dreaming of you.” Straightening, he exits the screen room while I watch on helplessly, still shell-shocked at having his lips against mine. I remain seated, in a daze, until Theo’s mindlink pops into my blissful bubble to remind me of our recon plans for the night.

with five men downstairs who would burn the city down for me but today they just made me dinner. my phone buzzes. *L*: _proud of you today. drive. cook. you._ *L*: _sleep. we’ll do it again tomorrow._ i type back: _only if you let me drive again._ *L*: _deal._

𝘔𝘦: 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘔𝘦: 𝘛𝘸𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴. 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱... 𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 � ��𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘳

My mind kept returning to Maya as I wondered what she was doing. Whether she’d eaten yet. Whether she was thinking about me. My fingers tapped impatiently against the table. Then my phone buzzed. I checked it quickly but it was nothing from Maya. I locked the screen again, rubbing my right hand against my chest. I had sent her a message this morning, but she still hadn’t responded. Maybe she’s busy. Although, Luisa was very much active online. She even streaked me a picture of the library a few minutes ago. Sigh.

I want to feel every little thing,' I said through the mindlink. 'Alright. I hope nothing goes wrong with your trip to the council. See you later. I love you.' 'I love you fucking more.' 'I love you most.' 'I love you more than most.' The sound of her giggling flitted through my mind, and a smile crossed my lips. Soon, Flynn drove my Jeep over, and I got into the passenger seat. "Let's fucking go to the council headquarters," I said, an edge to my tone. I wasn't going to leave that place without dealing with the main reason they've been targeting me lately.

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‘Meet me at The Blackwell Hotel by 8:00 p.m. Room 212.’ The text from him hit my phone on Saturday morning, after my encounter with him in his office yesterday. Not a request. Just a command. My pulse spikes as I stare at the message, my thumb hovering over it, thinking about the way I’ve led him here, how I teased, and dared him for weeks. I know every coldness in his replies, every careful word he’s chosen whenever he speaks to me, to convince himself he isn’t thinking about me. But I’ve proven him wrong anyway.