It is sometime before I finally drag my body from the bed, I clean up in Zayne’s bathroom, throw my hair up in a messy bun and look through his closet for something to wear. As I pick out another sweater, that’s about four of the man’s clothes I’ve taken and never returned. I wonder if I should bring a few of my things here, but that would imply that I wanted to make this a thing. Before last night, he made it clear he was okay with going at my pace, allowing me time to come out of my shell as he said. But after last night and this morning, I don’t know, I bite my lips. Did last night change things? I pull the sweater over my head, shoving my arms through the appropriate holes. “There’s no need to rush, I’ll just go with the flow, I’m good with that, great even” I mumbled to myself. No, that was not a pep talk. Okay, maybe a little. What can I say? A girl needs a little pep talk to deal with a male like Zayne. He is too intense, he sees too much, those eyes, always looking too de
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