“You’re ravenous, dude,” she mumbled, her spine arching like a cat while that word built a growl in the back of my throat. “What have I told you about that word?” I asked and her eyes flickered open in surprise as she realised I wasn’t beside her at all, a flash of confusion passing over her features as she spotted me by the door. “What word?” she asked innocently, refusing to so much as blink at the illusion I was using on her. “I’m not your dude.” She smiled tauntingly, rolling onto her back and leaning on her elbows as she looked at me. “Sure you are. We hang out, go running together, grab
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