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Don’t leave yet.

Sit with me on the couch.

Talk to me some more.

Come back to my room, where you can sift your fingers through my hair and let me feel the rumble of your deep voice against your chest...

“Have a good night.” I wave.

“Later, Kelse.”

And then he takes off to his bedroom, leaving me absolutely breathless.

Speechless.

And completely confused.

ChapterEighteen

JP

JP:Dude, I think I did it. I think I “wooed” her.

Breaker:I’ll be the judge of that. Lay it on me.

JP:We’ve spent the last few nights together *as friends* hanging out, talking, sharing meals. We went out to a movie marathon and then did a night tour at Alcatraz. And last night we made dinner together and shared it out on the balcony.

Breaker:Okay, so you’ve spent some time together. Not sure that’s enough.

JP:I saved the best for last. I got her a magnet.

Breaker:That’s your best? A magnet? Dude...

JP:No, it was a good thing. She likes to get a magnet from every city she goes to. I remembered her saying that, so I got her a magnet. She was so grateful and she fucking hugged me for a long time.

Breaker:How long?

JP:Like... a minute?

Breaker:Was her cheek on your chest?

JP:It was.

Breaker:Did she cry?

JP:No tears, but I think I was close to getting them.

Breaker:Uh-huh. Any other details you need to divulge so I can make a decision?

JP:She called me Jonah a few times.

Breaker:Wait, you told her your real name?

JP:Yeah. She said the man she’s been hanging out with is more of a Jonah, not the playboy JP.

Breaker:I think my heart just skipped a beat.

JP:Yeah? Think she’s wooed?

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