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“You don’t think it looks good?” His stare drops, lingers on my chest. I want to puff up like a peacock and put myself on display for him.
Bailey’s soft laughter makes me frown. “Wow. You’re mean after midnight,” I complain. “I’m sort of like Cinderella. Except instead of turning into a maid, the lack of sleep makes me nasty as fuck.”