CHAPTER 75

"Six hours in a Greyhound with no air conditioning?" I roll my eyes as I lean back into the rusted railing of the rooftop. "That's not romance, Zacks. That's a death wish."

Tony shrugs beside me, the infuriating half-smirk playing on his lips. "That's love, Lanka. You should know. You're the one wh...

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