Leaning in, I whisper in Daniel’s ear, “Play a game with me?” I flick a glance in Mason’s direction, and he hesitantly agrees. “Put your arm around me,” I whisper, squashing my smirk. Doing as I tell him, he leans in and drapes his arm across the back of my chair, his fingers dangling over my shoulder. Pretending to focus on my work, I peer up at him through my eyelashes, watching Mason’s features narrow, his jaw clenching as he strangles his stylus, oblivious to the girl who may as well be doing naked star jumps beside him. Daniel bends down to whisper in my ear, and to anyone else, it would
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