The Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood
“Okay.” She leaned forward and buried her face in histhroat. They were not going to sleep, not one second. It wouldbe such a waste. “You don’t have to wake me up, when youleave.”“You’re not going to carry my bags downstairs?”She laughed into his neck and burrowed deeper into him.This, she thought, this was going to be their perfect night. Andtheir last.
A heart will break even more easily than theHYPOTHESIS:of hydrogen bonds.weakestAnh: OAnh: MAnh: GAnh: OMGAnh: Omg omg OMFGAnh: Where the hell are youChapter EighteenIt wasn’t the sun high in the sky that woke her up, norhousekeeping—thanks to Adam, likely, and a Do Not Disturbsign on the door. What got Olive out of bed, even though shereally, really didn’t want to face the day, was the franticbuzzing on the nightstand.She buried her face in the pillow, extended her arm togrope her way to her phone, and then brought it to her ear.“Yeah?” she bleated, only to find that it wasn’t a call but avery long string of notifications. It included one email fromDr. Aslan congratulating her on her talk and asking for therecording, two texts from Greg (Have u seen the multichannelNvm found it.), one from Malcolm (call me when you seepipette?this), and . . .One hundred and forty-three from Anh.“What the . . . ?” She blinked at the screen, unlocked herphone, and started scrolling up. Could it be one hundred andforty-three reminders to wear sunscreen?
- Page 262 and 263: “It’s appalling.”“—or the
- Page 264 and 265: like having a thousand little splin
- Page 266 and 267: well on her way to wasted by that p
- Page 268 and 269: “An obscenity, isn’t it? It’s
- Page 270 and 271: “For a moment there, during the t
- Page 272 and 273: “The opposite of discipline and h
- Page 274 and 275: Adam shook his head. “He wanted a
- Page 276 and 277: all of it, maybe it was always goin
- Page 278 and 279: “Olive.” He sighed heavily, clo
- Page 280: It was a little embarrassing, the a
- Page 283 and 284: studying her, it brooked no self-co
- Page 285 and 286: “No.” He shook his head. “Not
- Page 287 and 288: And I bet you do this all the time,
- Page 289 and 290: —IT TOOK HER the longest time to
- Page 291 and 292: Yes.“Fuck,” someone said. It wa
- Page 293 and 294: orgasm, and the taut stretch of it,
- Page 295 and 296: “Inside you?”“If you—”Ada
- Page 298 and 299: Oh. Maybe, now that they had sex—
- Page 300 and 301: “What?” She gasped and freed he
- Page 302 and 303: finally belonging that seemed to ge
- Page 304 and 305: Slowly, precisely, she wrapped her
- Page 306 and 307: “The book you’re reading. With
- Page 308 and 309: “Who needs to know how to say ‘
- Page 310 and 311: He rolled his tongue inside his che
- Page 315 and 316: who hugged her and started talking
- Page 317 and 318: “He was shameless, Ol. And glorio
- Page 320 and 321: It was an even fancier hotel, and O
- Page 322 and 323: about Malcolm’s elbows. Holden ha
- Page 324 and 325: A beat. Adam studied her, patient a
- Page 326 and 327: “Right,” he said. “Right.”
- Page 328 and 329: “It was good, wasn’t it?” Oli
- Page 330 and 331: Tom Fucking Benton take credit for
- Page 333 and 334: “Fine,” Anh huffed. “Malcolm,
- Page 335 and 336: recording of Tom Benton saying shit
- Page 337 and 338: only one bed in this hotel room was
- Page 339 and 340: “I haven’t.”“Yes, Ol, you h
- Page 341 and 342: Right. What about Tom, precisely? O
- Page 343 and 344: Holden sighed. “This is why Adam
- Page 345 and 346: Chapter TwentyHYPOTHESIS: People wh
- Page 347 and 348: In a lie.A lie, after a lot of lies
- Page 349 and 350: Olive closed her eyes and nodded, t
- Page 351 and 352: Cherie’s truck, and she almost la
- Page 353: Wearing expired contact lenses will
- Page 356 and 357: “Good,” he replied with a half
- Page 359 and 360: “Uh . . .” Adam’s frown deepe
- Page 361 and 362: “It will be horrific—”A throa
“Okay.” She leaned forward and buried her face in his
throat. They were not going to sleep, not one second. It would
be such a waste. “You don’t have to wake me up, when you
leave.”
“You’re not going to carry my bags downstairs?”
She laughed into his neck and burrowed deeper into him.
This, she thought, this was going to be their perfect night. And
their last.
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