Chapter 103 Distraction

• Any doubts I had about Dylan being comfortable in the chaotic apartment belonging to Maria, Megan, Rachel, and their two other roommates flew out the window the minute he walked into the place.
• He didn’t so much as bat an eye at the dishes in the sink, or the make-up palettes left on almost every surface, or even the drying bras hanging from the ceiling fan. He just smiled like he always did, ever in his own element.
• The only thing in the room that put a tiny falter in that smile was me.