Revive Me, Part One: The Act (New Haven, #2)

by J.L. Seegars

“Nothing in your closet is going to fit me,” I laugh. He raises a brow, chestnut eyes roving over my curves as he turns and heads for a door that must be his closet. “I wouldn’t be so sure, princess.” Intrigued, I walk over to his bed and sit down on the edge of it, listening as he rummages through his things, closing and opening several drawers before emerging with a pile of neatly folded clothes that still have tags on them. They don’t look like things he’d wear at all, and as he hands the stack to me, I realize they aren’t his. Everything—including the buttery soft t-shirts, matching leggings, and lacy boy shorts—is in my size. I hold a pair that’s fire engine red up at him and arch a brow. Both of his hands come up, his face serious as he says, “I didn’t pick those out, Sloane did.” “Sloane?” I give him a disbelieving look. “When did you and Sloane go shopping?” “We didn’t. I gave her my card and asked her to pick some stuff out for you to have at my place.” “She wasn’t the least bit curious why you needed her to do that?” He shakes his head. “Nope. She was just happy to help me do something nice for you.” “And why did you want to….” I gesture at the clothes, heat rushing to my cheeks. “Do something nice for you?” “No.” Yes. “Why did you want me to have clothes here?” “For the same reason, I wanted you to have a key.”

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