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“Miss Markham,” the doorman says with a slight bow.
“Hi, Bates.”
“You’re not really going to go with them, are you?” Jake asks as we head for the elevator.
“I have to,” I say. “Sarah’s family is expecting me.” Which isn’t quite true, since I’m not even sure her parents know she invited me to stay. But it’s exactly the kind of excuse I need so I can grab some time alone with Daniel and start sorting this whole thing out.
This whole physics thing, I mean. I’m not sure at all what to do about the personal.
Bryan is still in the car. I could tell when we got out that he wasn’t quite ready to let Sarah out of his sight for the night. I’ve seen her charm a guy before—this schoolmate of Daniel’s who came along with them to the Alps—but that was nothing compared to this all-out flirtation
