Being known
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Last published Sat, Jul 25, 2015
"I think you get lonely." I shifted under his stare.
"Its better to be alone then with bad company." he muttered his deep voice sending chills down my spine.
"Am I bad company?" I asked. He took a long pause and studied my face with his piercing blue eyes.
"No, just annoying."
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