Emily and Chris are competing at the Goodwill Games in Australia, and Chris is letting Emily use the extra bed in his hotel room because Em's roommate is ill and contagious.
Chris set the alarm clock for seven o'clock, and I switched off the lamp. Darkness surrounded us.
"Did you talk to Marley while I was in the shower?" I asked.
"Yeah, she was just waking up. I told her you were crashing here. I assured her I wouldn't let you make any moves on me in the middle of the night."
"You're such a goofball." I laughed and fluffed my pillows.
"Hey, I don't know what kind of weird sleep walking habits you could have. You might come over here thinking I'm Sergei.”
"I've never sleep walked in my life, but if I did, I think I’d figure out pretty quickly you are most definitely not Sergei.”
"Is that an insult?" His voice feigned hurt.
I laughed even louder. "You can interpret it any way you'd like."
"I take you in out of the kindness of my heart, and this is how you repay me.”
"Just shut up and go to sleep," I said, burrowing under my blanket.
He punched his pillow a few times. "'Night, Cupcake."
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Life on the Edge Deleted ScenesTeen Fiction
These are some deleted scenes from my New Adult romance Life on the Edge (available on Amazon & BN). Here's the book blurb: Nineteen-year-old Emily is new to pairs skating, but she and her partner Chris have a big dream–to be the first American team...