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ASHLEY
Pacing back and forth in my hotel room, I ran my hands through my hair. “Why am I so afraid?” My heart raced and all I could think about was what if I didn’t meet him in his room. What if I said goodbye for good and let him go? Would I regret it? Would I find someone else who could make me feel as alive as he did? The answer to the last question was simple . . . no.
Hurrying into the bedroom, I changed out of my clothes and into a pair of my holey denim shorts and a light pink tank top. It was time I let him see the fun side of me. It’d been a long while since I’d allowed myself to be free to do what I wanted.
Grabbing my room key, I stuck it in my back pocket, leaving my phone on the coffee table. I didn’t want it with me tonight. No distractions. Just a night alone with Luc
