“Do I…” I peer up at them, my lashes fluttering dramatically. “Do I have slutty little eyes?” “Well, I didn’t want to say anything,” Nat says, “but yeah, your eyes are basically begging for it.” “Dial it down, eye-whore,” Isla says, and in that moment, I’m pretty sure her original assessment was right: she and Nat are definitely my people.
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