33. Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Walker

I smile as I read Morgan’s message, tugging on a pair of black jeans and buttoning them. She’s been bombarding my phone, trying to figure out where I’m taking her on our first official date.

Can you please just tell me what we’re doing tonight?

I respond the same way that I’ve responded all day, immune to her cute little antics.

No.

Sitting on the edge of my bed, I slide on a pair of Adidas sneakers that I’ve had for years but never get to wear.

Just a general idea so that I know how to dress.

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