Hate Me Offline — The Marble Wall Clue

way definitely eight babe you counted that carefully I liked what I saw so what he went quiet for a beat so you look at other guys like that too of course not stop getting jealous over nothing I meant seven when I'm relaxed Relaxed. When you finally come see me and help me out, eight inches shouldn't be a problem.

I was talking about your abs! Were you? I hung up, but my heart wouldn't stop racing. That night, I had the weirdest dream. I was standing in an empty football stadium, down and kissed me. I instinctively wrapped my arms around

his neck, letting myself drown in it. Just as I was about to lose myself, my eyes flew open. Adrian, standing between my knees, he reached up and tapped my black frames. Nerd, didn't I tell you to stay away from me? So why are you all over me? I rushed into the bathroom, splashing cold water over my face.

What the hell was that dream? Way too weird. But as I looked up into the mirror, I froze. The marble wall in Vesper's photo was exactly the same as the one in the team

I quickly shut that thought down. A golden boy like Adrian doing online dating? What was I thinking? That weekend, the college season opener, 40 minutes before kickoff,

I stood on the sideline, double-checking our game plan. Adrian had just finished warming up. He rushed to his bag and grabbed his phone. Adrian, the wind.

Move! I froze. What the hell was he thinking? Kickoff was minutes away. Are you insane?

The game's about to start and you're still on your phone?