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He clicked off and my hand holding the phone dropped to the floor. I leaned my head back against the bed and groaned. Things were just getting more complicated, and I felt absolutely trashed and filthy. I could do something about the trash and filthiness, but the complications were another story. Knowing he was going to be hurrying over here, I pulled back my hair, changed my clothes and scampered my tired body out of the dorm. Sure enough Brent sat outside with the car running and his lips creased together. I slid into the passenger seat and waited for him to pull away.
He turned to me with a sheepish grin. “Um, where is Rob’s apartment, anyway?”
I looked at him for a moment, then opened my door and stepped out. I leaned inside and nodded at his own door. “Get out. I’m driv
