Gage’s POV
As the night draws in, the blanket of white hidden from us by the darkness outside, Hali and I dance around each other, making strained small talk as we eat, the young woman trying her hardest not to approach the subject of what happened between us earlier. After we finished our bacon sandwiches, the realtor jumped up like her ass was on fire, grabbing her phone in one hand as she stammers out about taking some photos for our listing before heading upstairs as far away from me as possible.
An hour later finds her hunched over her laptop, editing software open as she plays with the photographs she’s transferred from her cell. She remains engrossed in her work, and I get the feeling that she is avoiding me completely, only looking up when I tap her shoulder to tell her that d……
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