He smirks. "Fine." And with that said, he shoves the detention slip down his pants, never breaking eye contact with me. Then he gives me a grin and even decides to tap his crotch. "Come and get it." (ROMANCE/HUMOR! Promise its worth the read.) WARNING: A LOT OF SWEARING [CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN. READ CHAPTER 12 FOR...
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