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Chapter 11
Chapter 11 Ding. Chase darted across his room, pants undone and shirt abandoned, to snatch his phone from the desk. A message from Trevor. His excited grin melted into a sappy mess, and the nervous flutter in his heart settled as he swiped the message open. He’d missed a few while in the shower. Good morning. Hi. Thanks for last night. Not thanks. I mean I had fun. I hope you did too. Do you regret it? The last had been ten minutes after the other messages, and Chase quickly replied, No! Sorry, was in the shower. Hi, good morning, thanks for last night ;) He set down the phone, yanked on his shirt, and finished securing his pants like a mature, responsible adult, and didn’t immediately desert them to the floor when his phone pinged again. Only after he was dressed—hair dripping s
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