“Get that smug look off your face,” Lorelei snapped. Fortunately, all it took to eradicate any tender sentiments was spending five minutes in Sylvia’s presence. “I bow down to your power of perception. Besides, I could use your help. You have insight and skills that I don’t.” “Please stop complimenting me. It’s flustering me.” “I shall restrain myself going forward.” Lorelei procured a notebook from Sylvia’s bag and flipped it open to a blank page. No small feat, given half the pages were filled with what seemed to be poetry. Her eyes skirted over a few lines about piercing gazes and capacious
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