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“Well, this in inappropriate” I grin, taking the cup I pushI’d had tiht

“Inappropriate?” he repeats, his lips parting into a grin “I pro you could spare me a few minutes to run over your history with this stalker”

“Isn’t it all in ?” I ask, not exactly sure how it all works

“Yes, but you’d be surprised at how ain If you’re busy, come by the station—”

“No, now’s fine,” I interrupt “Come in”

As he walks pastroom, the musky scent of his aftershave hits me I study him for a uy I’d go for

I haven’t been in a relationship or even dated since this whole stalker business began My friends back ho someone in when you know you’re the obsession of somebody else It’s hard to move past that And the few ti ed; at least, not the guys I knew

“Studying?” he asks, noting my open laptop and textbooks

I nod andthem to the end of the coffee table

“What are you studying?” he asks, leaning down to pick up one of the books

I’ s, but then I remind myself that he’s a cop It’s what he does

“Business,” I mumble

“Pretty nice place to be able to afford as a student”

I gape at hiestive tone in his voice that hints I h with sooes on in the club, it wouldn’t be a far stretch

“I didn’t est—”