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Chapter 68 Oakley
“What are you doing?”
I stare up at Bianca’s angry face. “Good morning.”
Hands on her hips, she glares down at me. “You slept in the hallway?”
Not exactly. I tried to, but the hardwood floor made that shit impossible.
Sitting up, I rub the knot in my neck. “Depends what your definition of sleep is.”
She groans. “You’re crazy.”
I prefer to think of it as determined.
Stepping over me, she huffs, “You better be gone by the time I get back.”
I stand up and chase her down the hall. “Where are you going?”
I hear her growl under her breath as she hikes her purse up her shoulder. “To class.”
Good.
Because if she’s going to class, that means she’s not leaving.
That she hasn’t given up on me just yet.
“See you later, baby girl.”
She flips me the middle finger. “No, you won’t.”
Gri
Yes…I fucking will.