Linda
"How are we supposed to leave?" I whispered urgently. "Someone was banging on the door like crazy."
Ace ran a hand through his hair and smirked. "The banging stopped a while ago, whoever it was probably left."
I stared at him, heart still racing. "You better be right. I can't get caught with you."
He stepped close, his fingers brushing my cheek. "Trust me for once, I'll go first. If it's clear, you follow."
Ace unlocked the door and slipped out. I held my breath, counting seconds. After a moment, he knocked on the door.
“Come out,” he said, his voice sounding faint.
I followed him quickly, keeping my head down as we moved through the dim hallway.
Outside, the cool night air brushed my flushed skin. I tried to walk away from him toward the street, but Ace caught my wrist.
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