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Chapter 37

And now they were doing it. Himself and Jason. And he wanted to change the ending.

He laughed at himself and his own hubris, briefly. He petted the window again, thanking it for being there. He looked over at the door.

Why not, he thought. Why not, if you’re already thinking about things you can change; likely he’ll have changed his mind and it won’t matter anyway, but what the hell.

He located his room key, ran a hand through his hair—annoyingly, not long enough for a decent full bun, but long enough to be full of mischief—and picked up a towel, and went out.

* * * *

Jason, alone in his room, panicked.

He hadn’t expected Colby right away. That liquid luminous voice had said later. Okay. That was fine. That gave him a chance to prepare.

As if he could prepare. There was no universe in which Jason Mirelli knew what to do when beautiful wounded movie-star Colby Kent invited himself over and offered to help. Jason gazed at a suitcase, a shoe, a comb, and despaired.