"Why? Just why?"

She hadn't quite worked out the reason herself yet.

"Because, I just can't tell you!" Felicity averted her gaze, her ankle twisted and running was out of the question. Not that she could outrun him anyway.

"What was last night all about then?" Miles grabbed her wrist, his demeanor almost pleading, like a husband seeking an explanation.

"Hey, what's the rush? Can't you wait for me to come up with a... umm, I mean, explain?"

"Fine, start explaining."

He was curious to see what kind of excuse Felicity could possibly invent!

They stood in the foyer, facing off as if a brawl was about to break out.

Knowing she was at a disadvantage, Felicity played the sympathy card, planning her escape for a later time.

"Ouch... my foot suddenly hurts so much! I might actually need to see a doctor!"

unexpectedly scooped her up in a bridal

startled her, and she instinctively clung to his neck. "What are

you

how the script was supposed to

carried her straight to his master bedroom and placed her

to trouble your family doctor. I'll just have my

take care of it before sending you back to Aunt

stood by the bed, texting the family doctor

the untouched breakfast from earlier, he figured it must have

tie and crossed his arms, looking at her, "Any

"No."

I want

"Forget about him in

pouted and covered her face with the

for a system crash; her CPU

waited patiently for her

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