Then a dangerous gleam shoots out from his eyes. “I also feel like I know so much about you.” I instantly hate everything he thinks he knows about me, including the fact that I’m terrible at shaving around my kneecaps. “Oh, really?” “Yeah, it sounds like you’re giving Krew a leg up on his education.” And now all I can think about is Tyler’s hands on my legs. This is awful. “I think you might finally slap some sense into the kid,” he says. His blue eyes sparkle like Christmas lights, and I know he’s loving this little exchange. Diane eyes us in a disapproving way. “Tyler, can we move on to
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