Slim
I opened the door and greeted him with a smile.
"Hi," I said.
"Hale," he responded, scanning my attire. "Thought you might've backed out." He smirked and leaned against the door frame. I laughed. Hayden was dressed in a plain white shirt that showcased his muscular, tattooed arms, paired with light ripped denim jeans. His usual stud earrings adorned his ears, and he wore a single gold chain around his neck. White sneakers completed his look.
"I did consider it several times, actually," I admitted, and he shook his head.
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