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He looked down at me, a glint of mischief and competitiveness in his swirling forest green orbs. "Aw, don't be too sad, mate, I might give you a head start. Wouldn't do much anyways."
I trained my eyes at him with an unimpressed stare, then I smirked, "I might get injured by your petty insults if I jumped from your ego to your IQ. What a painful death."
He pouted. "You wound me, love. Mates don't do that to each other."
I glared at him, but I couldn't stop grinning stupidly. "We're not mates, Anderson. Get your werewolf bullshit out of here."
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