Jayde's P.O.V.
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"Ready to see your room, Sprite?"
There's that nickname again. The one that makes me swoon. The butterflies in my stomach are going insane. Is this what it's going to be like all the time?
God, how will I stay focused on my mission?
"More than ready," I replied as I placed my hand in his.
Tingles shot through my hand when we touched. I'm sure I was just imagining it though. I didn't care. I might be a little delulu, but it's fine. I'm allowed to fantasize about the hot biker man who watched over me while I slept. Just a little daydreaming couldn't hurt.
Plus, it's not like Baffle doesn't know I find him attractive. I made sure of that. Call me bold if you want. I don't care. I wanted to shoot my shot while I could. That was the only
