“That hunky chonk of a man stands there every freaking day at this exact time. Why?” Salem didn’t want to think of it. She shrugged. “Maybe he just likes the spot.” Aditi sighed. “Oh, my naïve little flower. Maybe he just likes the view,” she suggested. “He knows this is our schedule, and he stands there and stares at you. And it’s not just here. Don’t think I haven’t heard about what you two do in the psych class. One of the girls on my floor tells me it’s like watching a mating dance, the way you two go off at each other. But even aside from that, it’s just the way he looks at you, like he’d
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