Goodbye, I'm sorry (3)

We both dropped the brush, and I jumped at the sound. I smiled nervously. "I wonder what time it is."

"Zoey—"

I looked at the clock on the wall. "It’s already 5. I’m sure the others are wondering where we are. We should go back."

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him. "Is that what you want to do...

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