“Yeah,” he says, his heated voice making the temperature in my room spike even higher. “But I wish I was with you instead.” I am officially breaking out in hives. The implication is clear in his smoldering words, and I am stripping my shirt off just to keep from self-incinerating into a pile of ash. Why is it so goddamn hot in here?! “There’s no way I’m leaving on tour before I see you again, Hailey,” Mike promises while I practice for my audition as the Human Torch. “Come to the video shoot on Saturday, okay?” “Okay,” I agree, mostly because if I don’t get off the phone soon, it’s going to be
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