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He was too exhausted to move. After several attempts to wake him, Cammie got up to shower.
When she returned to his bedroom, Noah was still fast asleep.
He’s out like a light,she thought, dressing herself in one of his shirts.
She softly kissed his head before heading downstairs. His laptop was still on the coffee table and had been left on. Cammie sat on the sofa and started typing away. If anything, she was saving him from failing.
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Around eight in the morning, Noah scrambled out of bed. Feeling panicked, he rushed down the stairs, wearing only a pair of faded blue jeans: the buttons were still undone, and his hair was a mess.
“Why didn’t you wake me up?” He raged, startling Cammie.
“I did,” she said. “You wouldn’t wake up.” Sipping on coffee, she calmly walked over to him.
“That paper is due today!” Noah thrust his fingers into his hair. Cursing out loud, he paced the floor.
“I think you should turn on your laptop.” Cammie hid a smile.
Noah froze when he opened his saved word document. There were pages filled with words he had not written.
“I saved your ass,” she boasted. “You can thank me with some amazing morning sex. Your class doesn’t start until ten, so I think we’ve got plenty of time to kill.”
“Why the hell did you finish my paper for me?” Noah sounded ungrateful.
“Um, because you refused to wake up—duh!”
“The professor will notice this isn’t my style.” He skimmed through the sections she had written. “My writing is a lot more advanced.”
Hurt and humiliated, Cammie set her mug down on the table and folded her arms in her chest. “Are you saying I’m too stupid to write an academic paper?”
“No. I’m saying this is not my style. I was supposed to add five secondary sources, which you didn’t include.”
“Noah, I spent all night working on that paper just to make sure you would pass.”
“I risk getting kicked out of my program if he gets suspicious!”
“Calm down, he won’t! It’s not like I copied and pasted from online sources.Iwrote the paper. McPherson can search all he wants to see if it was plagiarized, but he won’t find anything. Why don’t you thank me instead of acting like a dick?”
Noah clenched his jaw and stood up. His mind was a mess.
“I need a shower.”
“Can I join?” Cammie smirked.
“Look, thank you for last night and for writing my paper—even though I never asked you to, but I really need you to do me a favor and leave.” He paused. “Like right now.”
“You can’t be serious,” she said in disbelief.
His lack of response only hurt her more. Staring at him long and hard, she desperately tried to keep herself from crying. “You know what?” she said. “This is my fault. I’m the idiot who keeps showing up at your door like a desperate fool. I need to stop getting mad at you and be mad at myself for being so stupid!” She turned around and stomped up the stairs to get changed.
Noah’s guilt crept up on him as he called out her name and followed her.
“Wait,” he said, reaching his bedroom. “Will you just stop for a moment?”
Cammie ignored him, cursing in Spanish while she dressed herself.
“Please?”
