~Adrian
My heart thundered in my chest as I stumbled out of bed, the dim glow of the bedside lamp casting long shadows across the room. My movements were hurried and clumsy as I tugged on a pair of sweatpants, my pulse quickening with every step toward the door.
I swung the door open, my vision still fogged with sleep. Standing on the other side was Lanre, his face a mask of seriousness that made my stomach tighten.
“Hey,” he said, his voice gruff as he held out a wallet. “Found this in the stands. Figured you might’ve dropped it.”
Relief flooded through me for a fleeting moment—until I saw the faint twitch of amusement tugging at the corner of his mouth. Lanre raised the wallet just out of my reach, his grin turning sly.
“Maybe you’ve got a few extra pounds stashed in here, hu
