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Chapter 8
Chapter 8 “Mind if I sit here?” Chase looked up to find a grinning Mike, his bookbag dangling from one shoulder, halfway to plopping on the desk. Chase gestured with his chin for him to sit, a smile of his own matching Mike’s. “Hey.” Mike flopped into the seat with all the ease of a man who owns his world. “Hey. Have a good weekend?” Immediately the walk with Trevor came to mind: the near-kiss, the easy banter that had carried them back to their dorms, and that something that had lurked overhead as they said good night—and then proceeded to spend the next two hours texting each other GIFs. Mike chuckled. “That good, huh?” “What?” Chase shook his head, clearing his thoughts. “Um, it was fun. What about you?” With a shrug, Mike shifted in his seat and turned on the computer he was sit
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