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He nods and begins scratching his name across the sheet "How about you?"

I furrow lances over atfor you? A piece of clothing…bare skin, perhaps?"

I grimace because I don’t exactly knohat he’s fa in the kids’ reactions, I would say he’s a pro athlete of soraph--especially not on ood, but thank you"

He lifts his eyebrows in surprise "That’s a first"

Suddenly I feel bad for sort of insulting hi a worker around nice--to give racious

"I’n soreat"

Mr Cold chuckles as he hands nature just in tiraph request to coation I hate that shit Do what you want, not what you think people want you to do"

His words hitto Detroit is all about Like a good little girl, I’ve always done what’s expected of e to please uy would fit ood boyfriend should represent--all to please Father None of it made me happy Every time I wanted to explore the world, or taste some of the different fruits life had to offer, I was always reminded that some fruit is forbidden for a reason Frankly, I was sick of always being told what to do and how to feel I take a deep breath It’s ti ht I don’t want your signature I don’t even knoho you are"

His gaze snaps to hness wavers a bit under the intensity of his stare Panicking slightly, I feel the need to backpedal "Don’t get raph"

He sh the rest of eous eyes of his, it’s a deadly coine many women have lost their ever-lovin’ minds because of that smile

"What’s your name, beautiful?"

My heart does a double thud as I s hard and try to reo a little batty myself Not that anyone could bla man just called me "beautiful"

"Anna Cortez"

His eyes dance with amusement