Love hurts
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"I wonder..."
"Oh, no don't make that face"
He smirked at her
"what face?"
She swallowed and whispered.
"the face you get when you're about to do something cruel... Something bad"
He walked closer to her
"You can't deny you like that can you?"
Red flushed cheeks, wide spread eyes and soft whisper.
"maybe I can't.. "
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