Chapter 20
“Hey,” I said, breathless from both the cold and my own excitement.
“Hi,” he replied, stepping aside so I could come in.
The place already looked more put together. No more socks on appliances or jackets on TV screens. Just Bryson—standing in the kitchen with two mugs of tea waiting.
“You’ve officia...
Chapters
1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10
11. Chapter 11
12. Chapter 12
13. Chapter 13
14. Chapter 14
15. Chapter 15
16. Chapter 16
17. Chapter 17
18. Chapter 18
19. Chapter 19
20. Chapter 20
21. Chapter 21
22. Chapter 22
23. Chapter 23
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