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“You’re just so … pretty.” A trickle of annoyance passes through me. “And?” “I can’t stop looking at you.”
I grab his ledge and pull myself up again, this time managing to get high enough that I can cross my arms on the windowsill. We’re face-to-face and so close I can make out the freckles on his nose, even in the low light. “Ah, hi.”