Enemies With Benefits
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If there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I hate Gabe Smith. I really do. I hate how cocky he is and I hate that stupid smirk he wears when he sees me, like this is all some joke to him. He walks into the cafeteria like he owns the place, expecting to be praised like a freaking king. Pssh, the day I praise him, hell must have frozen over before that. But secretly, there's something going on between us . . . And I don't want to stop it.
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