“Glare all you want, scream as loud as you can, swear at me with hate, but you can’t deny that you like this.” He raises his head and meets my gaze, his emerald eyes piercing my very soul. Can he see me? See how dark and lonely I’ve been, scared to feel anything but craving the need to be wanted and touched to the depth of my soul. “You know nothing about me. So go ahead and get it over with.” I roll my eyes and turn my head away to glare at the empty parking spots. “I know plenty but I’m going to find out more,” he threatens and takes his hand away to whisper in my ear. “I can smell a pain
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