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My heart won’t stop pounding. My hands won’t stop shaking. My palms won’t stop sweating. For the first time in my life, I’m truly, genuinely at a complete loss for words. I’m confused as hell. I’m beyond stunned. I’m…pretty sure I’m going out of my fucking mind. Oh, my God…Wh…Wh…What the hell just happened? My eyes are glued to the back of the man responsible for my current state, closely watching his every move with a heightened sense of fear and amazement. Frost steps out of the elevator, his demeanor… अधिक पढ़ें

I instantly go bug-eyed, and all the muscles in my eye sockets stretch themselves as far as they can go. I try to stay composed, but I’m unable to mask the copious amounts of shock transcending my face, and I hate that I know he can clearly see my elk-in-the headlights reaction in spite of the barrier of my glasses. Do it, then? For a split second, I’m positive I heard wrong…and then I remember who I’m dealing with. Still, I’m completely caught off guard by the statement. I’m beyond… अधिक पढ़ें

We get to the end of a hallway and he turns the one knob of a large pair of double doors and pushes it open. I follow him inside, my steps tentative, but as soon as I’m in, my eyes bulge wide behind my glasses and my chest swells in awe. The room is absolutely stunning, almost magical even. I’m frozen in place for several seconds, my brain racing, trying to process everything in my line of vision. And, boy, is it a lot. “This is going to be your… अधिक पढ़ें

He turns away from me, casually picks my duffel bag up again, and walks ahead without another word. His scrutinizing gaze is no longer on me—for now, anyway—but I can still feel the lingering heat from his eyes on my skin. And he still hasn’t told me where the damn bathroom is. I steel myself and square my shoulders, urging my heart to slow down as I hesitantly follow him. I try to distract myself from my angstiness by looking around, keeping my eyes peeled for a bathroom. The interior… अधिक पढ़ें

I step over the threshold hesitantly, my shoulders and back stiff with discomfort. I’m really trying not to focus on how distressed and insane I feel about being here, but it’s not working. He opens the door wider and moves away slightly from the doorway, giving me some room to pass, but not enough to squeeze by without my body touching his. The act is intentional, and I only know that because he doesn’t take his eyes off me, not even for a second. It’s like he wants to see… अधिक पढ़ें

I step out of my car with all the eagerness of a cow going to a slaughter house. I look around, but the harsh gusts of wind sting my eyes and make it hard to focus. My vision goes blurry almost immediately. The cold, frigid air continues to claw at my face, quickly turning my eyeballs into an irritated, watery mess despite the barrier of my thick glasses. Tonight’s pitch black sky doesn’t really help matters, either. It’s hard to see much of anything in all this darkness. There don’t… अधिक पढ़ें

“You have reached your destination,” the automated female voice announces, breaking the continuous, monotone sound of the running engine. I’m finally here…after missing two exits, taking more than a few wrong turns, circling the same goddamn roundabout at least three times, and then later getting lost on a road undergoing major reconstruction—which I can’t for the life of me understand why anyone would greenlight any kind of extensive road construction during the bloody winter, especially in a state like Wisconsin. I admit, much like my parallel parking skills, my sense… अधिक पढ़ें

I hear Trixie sigh long and deep on the other end. And then she does it again. Oh, boy. This can’t be good. A considerably long pause ensues, and it’s obvious she’s reluctant to tell me. I might have to take the lead here. “Is it one of the athletes?” I gently prod, being careful not to push too hard and risk having her shut down on me completely. “Someone on the basketball team?” She scoffs. “No! God, no!” “Okay. The football team, then?” I say, continuing this slightly awkward… अधिक पढ़ें

A moment passes. And then another. I open my mouth but words refuse to leave it. Shock and disbelief trap my voice inside my larynx, and silence ensues on the other end of the phone as well. When I can speak again, “W-what?” is all I can manage to say, my voice barely above a whisper, so low that I almost don’t hear myself say the word. The corners of my lips tilt downwards into a frown and my forehead scrunches itself into a million tiny furrows, all exhibiting the… अधिक पढ़ें

My heart stutters. My lungs seize. My mouth goes impossibly dry, and I’m finding it particularly hard to swallow right now. My stupid fingers forget how to work and I accidentally drop the box of condoms in panic. Time seems to stop, and my scrambled brain can’t seem to function properly, much less decide what to do. The phone continues to vibrate, and each vibration sends another wave of panic straight into my already wrecked system. I fish through by bag frantically for the phone, almost dropping the damn thing… अधिक पढ़ें