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“I will be at my friend’s house a few miles away. As soon as you want me to pick you up, text me, and I will be here in minutes. Okay?” Nadia gives me a reassuring smile.
I nod and step out of her car.
As I’m facing Andres’s door, the cadence of my heartbeat is pounding a mile a minute. I tentatively knock and wait. Andres opens the door and peers at me with an expression somewhere between bewilderment and anger. He is standing there in only a pair of shorts, and I have to reach out and brace myself against the trim of the doorway because the sight of his bare chest is sending a mad rush to my brain, causing me to feel faint.
In a jaded tone, he asks, “What are you doing here, Olivia?”
It takes me a few seconds to find my voice. “Um…I thought we could talk.”
Andres dips his head t
