I was planning on goading the guys into grabbing a drink, but I was surprised to find Aeris waiting in my bedroom instead. I hang up my jacket on the back of the door. “Hey, what are you doing here?” Aeris has her hands in her lap. “I saw your interview.” “You did?” “I did.” She walks over to me and lightly touches my arm. Pinpricks line my exposed flesh, calling out for her body to merge with mine—to the point where we can’t decipher where one of us ends and the other begins. “It was perfect, Hayes,” she says. I don’t know if she realizes it, but she’s donning some pretty irresistible
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