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Chapter 15 - Connor
I run my hand through my hair and march across the room.
How dare she prevent me from seeing her? I couldn’t even get past the front desk today.
I groan as I get to the end of the room and turn back the other direction, while running my hand through my hair again.
The hotel room door opens. I glance up as I continue marching across the room and sigh, as Ryan kicks the door shut with his foot while his hands are full of bags. The aroma of burgers and fries fills the room, but for once, it doesn’t smell appetizing to me.
He shakes his head. “Why did you even go there? Didn’t we talk about trying to use the project and partnership as a way to get her to see and talk to you? You know you are digging yourself a hole by doing this.” He walks past me to the coffee table and sets the bags down.
I shake my head as I continue pacing. “I don’t know. I just had to see her
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