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Charlie
The overwhelming feeling of being warm wakes me. With my body sweaty and sticking to the sheets beneath me, I finally open my eyes.
"Fuck," I whisper as the hotel room comes into focus. The night before rolls through my mind: Chasen and his friends and... Landon. I sigh at the thought of Landon then jerk my head up and look for him, but he's not next to me. I sit up, noticing his clothes, on the floor the night before, are gone. Frowning, I climb off the bed. I scamper into the living area still naked, my feet padding against the floor echoing through the suite. Nothing. He's not here. I nibble my bottom lip, unsure what to do, when my eyes catch a note on the kitchen island.
You need this more than I do.
-L
Looking down, I find two stacks of cash, making me gasp in shock. An uncontrollable shame bubbles through my limbs, my lungs refusing the entry of air to the point I collapse on the floor.