He waited until she was zipping her bag back up and depositing it on the ground before throwing the shirts back at her, nailing her right in the head.
Evelyn sprung back up and began glaring daggars at him. He had to admire the way her nose scrunched up so nicely when she narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips in frustration. He just wanted to lean over and—
“So,” he said, a little louder than he intended. “If you’re done in here, we should go out and find James. I just thought of a solution that will get us on the path to getting you wherever it is you want to go. Whether it’s on to Greece or just on your way back to the States.”
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