~ He looks down at me with those tempting hazel eyes. Whatever it is about him, I can't help but love it. "I know who you are. You aren't who you say you are," I admit. His hazel eyes turn from seductive to rejectful, "Who am I exactly?" I can't stop my smirk from showing, "You're the Greek god, Belleraphon. I have no idea how I figured it out, but I know you are." He stares back at me, trying to pretend he has no clue what Im saying. ~All Rights Reserved
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