YES NURSE
“What am I going to use this for? I’m out five hundred dollars because of his little midnight whim!”
Chris looked down at the jar in her hands, a faint smile touching his lips. Instead of answering her question, his eyes flicked back up to hers.
“How did you know it was me?”
Spirit frowned, her brain struggling to switch gears.
“What?”
“How did you know I was Chris?” he asked, leaning his shoulder against the wall, watching her with sudden, playful curiosity.
“It’s dark. We look identical. It could easily be Chase standing here.”
“Because I have eyes, Chris,” Spirit muttered, hugging the jar clutched to her chest.
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