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Until he ruined it

The chair next to mine scraped back, and I jerked with surprise, only to tense when hottie with the dreamy eyes and lush mouth sat down at my table Our eyes hooked and locked as he crossed his arms on the tabletop and leaned in

“Hey”

I sed a bite of my sandwich, and my pulse skittered into takeoff A flush spread over nore my body’s inexplicable reaction to his proxioodie, it’s Perv Boy”

He flashed ive me butterflies

Okay, it did It totally did

“People usually call me Michael or Mike” He had a thicker Bostonian accent than me He sounded like Gary, and I suspected he too was from Southie

“That’s because they haven’t witnessed you gaping like a prepubescent boy at a half-naked woman before”

Michael or Mike chuckled “Was that how it came off?”

“You still have a little drool right there” I gestured to the corner of his mouth

He didn’t smile this tian to wonder if there was soain”

Michael (I decided I’d always liked the naed “I can’t help it”

“Well, try” I bit into my sandwich and scowled at him as I chewed

“Christ, anyone ever tell you that you’re fuckin’ adorable?”