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“Wasn’t so hard, now, was it?” Callum’s smile broadens, showing me all his teeth. “But I really would like the breadbasket, please.”

CHAPTER 20

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I am freed on Thursday. Callum drops me off in time for my classes on his way to work, kissing me in front of the university.

I could get used to this.

He picks me up after work, and does the same the next day, and—following a sinfully lazy weekend in his hall—the Monday after that. I’m pretty sure that by Wednesday, I am used to it.

“I have a room, you know,” I mention, in case he forgot that fact.

I’ve only dropped by my dorm to change clothes and pick up course work over the last week.

“I don’t think my neck willeverforget your bed,” Callum retorts. “The only way I’ll ever sleep in your dorm is if you let me change the damn bed.”

After a week in his expensive furniture, I’m tempted to allow it, but I just say, “Or you could sleep in your bed, and I could sleep in mine, occasionally.”

Even I don’t like the thought of that.

“Don’t wanna.”

Me neither, so I let it drop.

The next day, I stop being invisible. Overnight, people go from completely ignoring my existence to saying hi to me in the corridors, or stranger yet, pointing and staring.

It’s not until I check my phone at lunch that I learn why.

Grace: OMG!!! Is it true you moved in with Cal??

Lucinda: Good on you, girl.

Grace: Why am I learning that from a magazine?? You’re losing sister points.

Bella: What magazine? I want the gossip!

Astrid: link

Astrid: Spill, girlfriend.

Before composing a reply, I click on Astrid’s link, and read a three-page piece detailing how I have been picked up and dropped off every day by none other than Callum Noble.

Who is the future earl’s new live-in wonder, you wonder? Meet Olivia, nineteen, student at the Anderia Royal University, Mr. Noble’s undergrad alma mater before he crossed the sea to?—

It says very little about me, sticking to my valedictorian status and my course schedule at school, blissfully skipping the pole dancing. God bless crooks who love to pay cash. There aren’t many records of my former employment. I can only imagine how problematic that would have been for Callum. He might not care about it, but I imagine he would certainly mind his image being ruined over it.

I quickly return to the group chat.

Me: I haven’t moved in. We’ve just been hanging out.

Grace: Every day??

Me: Only for a week.

Bella: But every day?

I don’t have any choice but to admit as much.

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