Chatper 8

Art coughed, clearly caught off guard this time, and I swore I saw a flicker of panic in his stupidly gorgeous eyes.

“Gran, we’re taking things slow,” he said, his smooth act starting to crack.

“Oh?” she said innocently. “But you said there was hair pulling.”

“I—it was emotional hair pulling,” I blu...

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