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I froze, then slowly closed my eyes and counted to three. Please please please... I creaked one back open. Nope. He still stood there, grinning that familiar smug grin.Shit. Literally caught wet-handed. How was one supposed to react in such a situation? Why was he still so goddam cute? Jesus, Angela, get your mind out your panties.My limbs stayed frozen as he walked slowly towards me. Stalked might have been a better word. He looked like he was ready for me to bolt and I’m honestly not sure...
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