Chapter 293
Most folks knocked with a rhythm of either two quick taps followed by a longer one or two long knocks followed by a quick tap But the person outside my door was playing a whole different tune “Knock–knock, knock–knock, knock–knock, knock–knack, knock–knock, knock”
“Knock, knock, knock! Knock, knock, knock.”
The knocking somehow morphed into a melody reminiscent of a childhood jingle. Still, it didn’t make me any! woken up.
less
grumpy about being
Shuffling in my slippers, I went to the door and yanked it open, only to find Gregory at the dont his hair a mess, draped in an oversized hoodie
Seeing me still in my pajamas, he smirked, “Jane, you remember we’ve got that trip to Vista Town today, right?”
I was impatient. “Yeah, of course. I texted you last night, asking when we were leaving. You never got back to me, remember?”
The prospect of hitting up the Vista Town market had to go through him, and suddenly, my moming grumpiness vanished, replaced by a sense of urgency and perhaps even a touch of appreciation. “I figured you’re usually up at odd hours and thought I should let you catch some extra 2’s. And then again, what’s got you up so early today?”
He leaned lazily against my door frame with his eyes half–closed. “Haven’t slept yet”
I said, “Then maybe you should head back and get some sleep.”
I could use a bit more shut–eye myself. Work had been a beast, and good sleep was a luxury I hadn’t indulged in for days.
Gregory eyed me. “So, am I going back to sleep, or are you?”
He glanced at his wristwatch, casually adding, “Twenty minutes. If I don’t see you with your luggage ready to go, consider that business opportunity gone.”
Bang! That snapped me awake. I slammed the door shut, rushed back to my room, and packed my clothes into my suitcase
After a quick wash–up and grabbing a few sandwiches and yogurts from the fridge for breakfast on the go, I reopened the door to find Gregory had vanished. When checking my phone, I saw a message from him sent ten minutes ago. Waiting downstairs]
That response jerked me awake. Opening my eyes, I saw a pair of blue, scrutinizing eyes staring right at me!
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