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Grant
“You want me to go in there?” I pointed at the brick library building in front of us.
“Come on,” Ari said. “I have my O-chem study session, and the girls are already inside. We can go get dinner afterward like a totally normal couple that does things other than live in your bedroom.” She raised her eyebrows at me.
“I didn’t realize other couples lived in my bedroom, but I’m liking the way this sounds.”
She laughed and shook her head. “Please.”
“The library really isn’t my thing, Princess.” I glanced away from her hurricane blue eyes and shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other.
The next morning after Ari and I had left the League, we’d agreed that we wanted things to go back to the way they’d been last semester. Before the ski lodge when she had caught some groupie,
