“You know what, now that I’m here…” I turned to face him, watching as he threw on a white undershirt which somehow, someway made him look ten times sexier than when he was half naked. “Why are you still living here, anyway? The season started—what?—two weeks ago which means the roster was finalized at least a week before that, if not more…” “Is this your way of kicking me out?” He lifted a brow in question. “No. I don’t really care if you stay or not. I’m pretty indiffer—" I suppressed the gasp spilling past my lips by slapping a hand to my mouth. “You’re such a shithead. You tricked me!”
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