CHAPTER 37
He covers his face as though struggling to keep himself on sane part. “That’s because Rory told me.”
“Why would he do that?!” Rory has no right to give my info to anyone, much less a stranger! I fold my hands and look up at him. “Who the hell are you, then?”
“I’m Keenan, Rory’s best friend.”
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Rory’s POV
Yesterday at the office
“Come here, babe,” I say, opening my arms for Paris and hoping she doesn’t realise the documents she had requested before, are now on her desk.
She comes into my arms and presses her body against mine, sighing heavily. “I’m glad I’m back. I missed you so much. The nights were lonely without your arms.” She murmurs into my chest and wrapped her arms around my upper section.
Still, lying to me while I know the truth? Real classy, Paris.
“You still must be exhausted from what we just had.”