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It's fine. His words were muttered, utterly embarrassed and unsure of what to do now. Isa slipped from his grasp, leaving him to feel empty. The warmth that had been there was gone now. A hand was held out, and Hadley grasped it, holding on as he stood up. He never had quite gotten the grasp of others helping him up. He nodded his head, falling silent again in the confusion. It was much easier to do that, just pretend he had no tongue.
He backed toward the door, stumbling slightly as he wasn't quite looking where he was going. The door was open before he remembered his bag, spinning back to grab it. The satchel hit his side gently, another wave of embarrassment washing over him at the realization that it was still on him. Backing up he left the room, hoping that he hadn't ended up acting as a complete and utter fool. That was so embarrassing. He hoped that didn't happen every time she kissed him. Again he blushed, realizing he expected there to be more of that in the future. Hadley practically ran to his room, shutting himself in. Not even the reminders that Selene was gone could get him down, simply crawling under the bed to forget the utter fool he'd managed to be.
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