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so comfortable looking plain, you might as well make yourself useful.”
Leo looked down at his turtle.
I felt heat crawl up my neck.
“Ethan,” I said softly.
He didn’t look at me.
“Don’t make it a thing.”
“It is a thing.”
He exhaled, annoyed.
“Maya, please. We’re in public.”
I almost laughed.
We’re in public.
As if humiliation only mattered when I objected to it.continue reading …
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