(Elodie)
I chewed on my thumb nervously, feeling my feet pad back and forth across the cool kitchen tile as every second that passed felt like pure torture.
They wouldn't be fighting, right? I mean, what do they even have to fight about?
Okay, maybe a lot now that he knows Beckett and I started all of this with a plan.
God, why did Hudson have to go through all of our stuff?! He has been acting somewhat normal all week, so I thought perhaps he was starting to accept this.
Of course, Beckett isn't making it any easier to explain.
My underwear, seriously?! Could he seem like a bigger creep.
Suddenly, I felt a goofy grin pull at my lips as I quickly slapped my hand over it, trying to hide the fact that knowinc Beckett was stealing my underwear made my stomach flip uncontrollably.
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