“That’s not going to work on me, Peter.” “What’s not going to work?” I wave my hand in his Handsome Boy face. “That. I’m immune to your charms, remember?” Peter lifts his eyebrows like I’ve dared him. “Is that a challenge? ’Cause I’m warning you, you do not want to step into the ring with me. I’ll crush you, Covey.” He doesn’t take his eyes off mine for several long seconds, and I can feel my smile fade and my cheeks heat up.
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