“What's your middle name?” I pause and then set my chopsticks down, my body shaking with a burst of laughter. “Cheeky bitch,” I say and then lift my chin, meeting her hardened stare with one of my own. “You said you didn't give your name to strangers. I'm not a stranger anymore. I want to know what it is.” She sips her drink with those full lips of hers, bruised from Michael's brutal kisses. I tilt my head to the side and lick my lips. “It's Charles,” I say, smiling slightly. “And yes, I'm aware that my name is English as fuck, thank you very much.” “You're welcome,” she says, and then she
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