Page 63 of When We Feel


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“Nothing, really. I like the area. I ate at a restaurant.”

“That was at noon. Like six hours ago.”

“Time flies. I met a couple of friends on a golf course.”

“Friends. Do I know them?”

“No,” I say in a clipped voice. “What’s new? Is our friend back?” I ask, switching gears, hoping to pull away from his inquisitive questions.

Despite driving Raven back, we split before I pulled my car in front of the hotel.

She wanted that, so I waited for a while before finally rolling in, handing my car key to the parking valet, and riding the elevator up.

The valet told me Kai hadn’t returned.

“She came back this morning after you left,” Francisco says, wincing while sliding into a chair as if the topic is giving him a headache.

“He talked to her,” he murmurs. “And then I’ve never heard from her again. She’s probably in her room.”

I freeze.

No way.

This might actually work.

He has no idea.

He wasn’t even curious to check on her. And he didn’t notice she was gone, and Kai was out the entire day.

They have no idea we have spent the day together.

His eyes meet my vacant stare.

“What?” he asks.

I pull myself out of my head.

“Nothing.”

His gaze slides down and stalls on my pants.

“What happened there?” he asks, amused, pointing at my fly with his index finger.

“Where?”

I tilt my gaze down.

I know where.

I spent a good ten minutes trying to remove the stain from my pants in the hotel’s bathroom.

The other hotel.

The small whitish outline is barely visible, yet he’s noticed it somehow.

“You have a stain on your pants,” he says.

If he’s had a suspicion before, now he’s convinced I fucked someone.

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