"Oh, fuck sake, Grey. It better not be who I think it is." "What?" I gasp innocently. "You don't even know who I'm referring to. I could be talking about myself. I'm very popular, you know." Damon rolls his eyes. "Save me the theatrics. It's the new girl, isn't it? You've been infatuated with her since she arrived. If it was anyone else, you'd be waving them off and turning a blind eye." "That's not true. I'm very hands-on. Get it… hands on." "Go fuck yourself," Damon mumbles. "I'm in no mood for your puns today."
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