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I pat him on the back as I pass by the seat he’s sluht maybe you’d want to stand in front of the urinal Heard you like golden showers these days"

Sick, hung over, drunk or not, Nolan tears ass and chases ot a fair sample of what she’s in for over the next fewand leaving I wasn’t going to hang around like a puppy looking for scraps of so around Yet here I a by the studio where I know she works I grurab the coffee I avoided earlier before traveling back don

Deciding soood, help clear my head, I stroll to the lass lobby doors, a set of legs catches my attention I’ve never seen the to before I raise my eyes to take in her beautiful face

I hold the door open and wait for Lucky to pass She’s busywith her phone and doesn’t look up until she’s about to cross the threshold "Thank you," she says, and then her eyes focus on isters on hers

"Flynn?"

"At your service" I bowh

She s me, Mr Beckham?"

The way lad she knows I’et lost in this woetyou?"

"I suppose…" she trails off suspiciously

"You’re following me, aren’t you?" I deadpan

"What? No! I a"

"Oh"

Without thinking, I rest uide her the rest of the way out of the building It feels natural--right--so I don’t let go even e’re outside

"Your voice sounds hoarse, is it bothering you?"

It’s not "Maybe a little"

With concern in her eyes, Lucky stops and lifts her hands to h some other parts of my body feel your touch "A little"

"You need to retrain your voice or you’re going to wind up without one Come by the studio At least let me teach you some new techniques to help keep the strain off your cords"

If she were any other wo the techniques I’d like to show her in return But I don’t She’s not just any wo Ryder’s woo near the te a heart that doesn’t beat And I’ht

Lucky

I peer at the clock through sleepy eyes and want nothing more than to turn over and pretend today isn’t today But it is Cheery sunlight flitters into the rooht on my face Dark clouds and rain would be more appropriate to

The life ant does not often conore most of them, sometimes even roll my eyes when I heard them spoken I listened to the words a hundred times, yet I never really heard him Not until I woke up one day and realized I’m twenty-five years old, and I’