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Bailey's pov

My heart thrums in my chest painfully as I glowered at the bracelet in his hand, hoping that I was imagining things. But as time passed, I realize that the hand was still there and the bracelet was very well there too.

How did he even know I was here?!

My mouth suddenly goes dry when he speaks again, his voice holding so much amusement. " Are you going to stay under my bed the entire night Bailey?"

He playfully waggle the bracelet, as if taunting me.

I knew I couldn't stay hidden under his bed forever, and I also needed to come up with an explanation for being in his room and looking for the bracelet. Panic set in as I realized I couldn't just stay silent.

With a deep breath, I squeezed my way out from under his bed, standing up and dusting myself off while I looked at the floor, now finding it more fascinating than conversing with him.

" You need to sweep under your bed, it's dusty." I grumble, trying to play it cool and coy despite knowing how I was caught red hande