“You blocked my number,” I remind her. She doesn’t even look up at me to respond. “Yes. You were being annoying.” I scoff. “You always think I’m being annoying.” “Yeah, well,” she rolls her eyes. “I can’t block you in real life, but I can block you online, so if I want to, I will. It saves me some of the headache.” Jeez. “Unblock me.” “No.” Fucking hell. I slip onto the piano bench beside her. Her head is turned away from me, giving me perfect access to her ear, and I lean forward so that my mouth is right next to it. Not touching, but close enough that it might as well be. “Please.
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