Danielle Williams and Ian Sullivan have known each other forever, yet they can't seem to stand each other's presence. ❝ ❞ "Danielle, I swear if you don't close your mouth right now, I don't know what I'll do to you," he mutters, still standing behind my back. "You're not going to do anything, Ian. Stop trying to look menacing; it doesn't work on me," I replied nonchalantly as I twirl my spoon in the bowl of ice cream before me. But suddenly, I feel him draw closer, his breath grazing the nape of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. His hands cage me against the counter, making it hard to breathe. Despite my hatred for him, my body betrays me, reacting to his proximity. His warm breath tickles my ear as he whispers, "Are you sure about that?" With just those few words, he left, leaving me flustered and my thoughts in a mess. "This asshole!" I swear under my breath.
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