Lachlan's POV

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The pizza is really good. Hugging Preston is even better. After dinner, we go to his house and settle down.

"You have a choice here, Lachy. You can sleep on the couch, or if you want, you can sleep with me in my room. It's your choice. I have everything set up either way."

Preston say.

"Um, is it cool if I stay upstairs with you?"

I hesitate, not wanting to sound desperate, although I am.

"You got it!"

He says enthusiastically. I grab my suitcase and haul it upstairs. I find Preston's room and set my stuff down. I turn to walk back down the stairs but Preston is standing in the doorway.

"What's the password?"

He teases in a fake gruff voice. I don't have control over the next actions I take.

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