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With her music playing and her heart soaring, Shyla packed up her possessions. It seemed like she’d only just unpacked and there she was putting everything in neat piles and sorting through her clothes.
Although her time in that room had been short, she would miss it and her bed too. Though neither were good enough to tempt her out of sharing space with Score. Just living in the apartment with him was an adjustment. After that night, she’d have to learn how to cohabitate with a man in his own bedroom.
But it was Score.
She was excited.
So excited that she didn’t know what to do with all her nervous energy. Swinging back and forth between elation and trepidation, Shyla finished moving and put on the lingerie he’d bought for her. Then all she could do was wait.
Every second seemed t
