Chapter 17

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"I, myself, am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions."


- Augesten Burroughs




Heated - Chapter 17



"Are they gone yet?"


I ask Harry breathlessly as we are stood against a cold wall, hiding from the guards. He peaks out of the wall cautiously as I watch him attentively as his mouth is agape and he clenches his defined jaw line.


Oh... I shouldn't be thinking this right now, but he's so damn hot!


He then looks down at me with those captivating green eyes and he nods at me as I clutch my high heels to my chest, along with my purse. I can't run on heels and besides, the click-clacking of the heels won't be doing any good at hiding ourselves from the guards either.


"Let's go."


He mentions as his tall frame sneakily makes its' way down the hallway, where luckily, there weren't any people. I follow behind him as I walk on my tip toes.


Harry then stops abruptly as I almost bump into his hard back.


"Why are you stopping?"


I question him in curiosity and confusion.


"There's guards around this corner, we have to find another way out."


Harry informs me as he runs his hands through his soft curls and I bite my lip at the sight. His eyes wanders until it lands on something.


"Hey, what are you two doing back there?!"


We look in front of us as we see an oncoming guard and Harry and I sped down the hallway as we could hear how the guard was busy catching up to us. My heart raced so fast as this is the first exercise I've gotten in a year!


Yep, you've guessed it - I'm one lazy ass girl.


"The door!" Harry runs straight towards it as I follow him. "Dammit!"


He hisses under his breath as his brow furrows in frustration.


"What's wrong?"


I look out at Harry whilst also making sure that the guards aren't coming.


"It's locked."


He bangs his fist against the door as the hard sound makes me jump in fright.


He looks over at me with angered eyes as his gaze then goes up to my hair and I don't know what the hell he is thinking of doing, but I hope he doesn't use my head as a tool to open the damned door!

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