[ Cadence’s fingers linger on the switch of the bedside lamp while she sits in silence. It’d be easy to ignore him, gather up her things; she’s got enough cab companies’ numbers saved that she should still be able to grab a cab this late.
After an impossibly long couple of minutes, she slides back down, pulling the sheet over her shoulder. She keeps her back to Clay while she tries to tamp down her fight-or-flight instincts. ]
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After an impossibly long couple of minutes, she slides back down, pulling the sheet over her shoulder. She keeps her back to Clay while she tries to tamp down her fight-or-flight instincts. ]
…Okay.