The Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood

“And I keynote-spoke.” He grabbed her red duffle coat
from the bed and pulled her toward the entrance. “Can you
walk in those shoes?”
“I—yes, but—”
“I have my key card; we don’t need yours.”
“Adam.” She grabbed his wrist, and he immediately turned
to look at her. “Adam, you can’t skip those events. People will
say that you—”
His smile was lopsided. “That I want to spend time with
my girlfriend?”
Olive’s brain stopped. Just like that. And then it started
again, and—
The world was a little different.
When he tugged her hand again, she smiled and simply
followed him out of the room.