Wildcard: volume Two (Wilcard, #2) (2014)

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It’s one of those fancy electronic setups, so I press the buttons until I have what I think is forty-five degrees. Damn Americans and their fucking Fahrenheit. I slide my shorts down my legs and kick them into the corner along with my shirt. I step under the stream of hot water and inhale sharply as it hits my skin. It’s too hot, but I can’t be fucked getting out to fix it, so I have what would have to be the quickest shower ever. The knock on the door comes just as I’m changing into a fresh pair of shorts. I slip a T-shirt over my head and run my hand through my damp hair. I catch my reflection in the full-length mirrors that line the wardrobe doors. I look like shit, but I don’t care. I open the door and my breath catches in my throat. Scarlett. My heart races because I have no idea why she’s here. Wasn’t everything said yesterday? How can she even look at me after the way I treated her? I stand back and she walks in. The smell of her hits me in the face like a jagged glass bottle.
Wildcard: volume Two (Wilcard, #2)
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