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Chapter 17. Interested In Getting To Know You
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2026-07-11 22:30:00
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Marcus’s P.O.VHer brows snap together for a second as she hesitates. But she says, “Twenty-four.”“I’m twenty-eight.”She nods.“I can’t promise that I’ll cut you off… I think I’ll still text you, call you, and be tempted to come see you here, but I promise not to show up unannounced. When I want to send the second text, I promise to stop myself.”A corner of her lips twitches as if she’d smile, but she doesn’t. And I give myself a mission—a mission to get her to smile. Until then, I think I’ll keep coming back.“Promise to call me if you need help with anything. Anything at all.”She nods. “I will… Thank you.”I buckle my seat belt, start the car, and we hit the road. My phone wouldn’t stop buzzing in the center console. I ignore it, stealing glances at her while she looks out the window or stares at her phone.A highly coveted billboard comes into view, and her eyes stay glued to it longer than any other thing she’s been staring at until we drive past it. On it was an image announc
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Marcus’s P.O.VMy breath ceases, my eyes completely glued to her once she’s out of the building, wearing a short pink dress, a dark jacket, short white socks, and white sneakers. Her ginger hair – rich, long, full, and curly – bounces with every move she makes. My hand goes up, and her head whips in my direction.Just as she ran toward my car on that unfortunate night, as I gave her directions, tonight, she runs toward me again, straight into… my heart. ‘Don’t run,’ I want to say, but she seems to move in slow motion. I blink once, my lips spreading into a smile as I enjoy it. Her legs are long, strong, and athletic. A small white purse hangs on her left arm. In her right hand, she holds a little blue gift bag. Must be that big guy’s birthday present.Her perfume hits me before she gets to me. And when she finally stops,“Anne-Marie.” Her name rolls off my tongue as I’m mesmerized by her beauty. Her green eyes steal my thoughts for a moment; I just stare at her made-up face. Her freck
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Anne-Marie’s P.O.V“Mommy?”The poly bag slips from my grip as I turn my head to my little girl. She holds up her stuffed rabbit, walking toward me with legs so tiny, and wearing only her diaper. She’s taken off her top again.“Mommy, see… dirty… dirty…”Turning completely, I reach for the rabbit.“No,” she frowns, withdrawing her hand to hug her toy. “No.”“Let me see it so I can clean it up for you.”She mumbles gibberish and backs away.“But–”My door slowly creaks open, and my eyes flick up to it. Barbara and Diana have their heads poking in as their eyes sweep over me with delight.“What’s that?” Diana asks, her eyes shifting to my closet. Before I can utter a word, they burst into my room. Ignoring them, I turn to my baby, scanning her toy for dirt. I see a light-brown dust smear on the rabbit’s head and stretch a hand to take it from her.“Noooo,” she whines, taking tiny steps back. And in a second, she turns away from me and runs toward Beatrice. “Aun Betice, Mommy is… is…”B
Dancing On Ice: One-Night Stand With The Hockey Captain Chapter 17. Interested In Getting To Know You
Marcus McCarthy’s P.O.V“Thank you– so much,” I stutter, wide-eyed once again as Diana puts a tray of chocolate cookies piled up before me. It’s the third thing she’s offered me since I arrived at their apartment fifteen minutes ago. First was a glass of fresh orange juice, then some fries and chicken feet that I’ve yet to touch, now, this.“Anne-Marie baked that,” she says with a bashful smile, her cheeks flushing warmly.“Oh,” I utter, dropping my eyes to the cute triangle-shaped cookies as my smile spreads. “She baked this?”“Yes, she did… She’s a great cook.”I slowly help myself to one. “Wait,” my eyes flick to her, and I say, “I hope it’s not her little girl’s cookies you’ve given me?”“Er..”I drop the cookie I picked up, straightening my back.“No. No, you can have them… She did bake them for her baby because she suddenly wanted chocolates, but Maryanne said ‘yucky’ after having the first one. She’s not a big fan of sweet food. And it’s not even the sweetest cookies Anne-Marie
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Anne-Marie’s P.O.VMy head stays down to avoid being recognized as I sit on the bench. But I turn slightly and peek from under my hood to see Caleb approaching me. I let out a sigh, my shoulders slumping and my fingers clutching my backpack tightly as I brace up for whatever underhanded comment he has for me today. A scowl dulls his angular face, unlike the cheerfulness that emanated from him on Monday. He meets my eyes, and like a switch coming on, he brightens up, his lips spreading into a grin. I hold his gaze, slowly lifting my head until he gets to me. He drops into a squat like he did the first time we met.“Anne-Marie,” my name floats out of his mouth in a deep but relieved tone as he looks straight into my eyes, still hero-worshiping. “It’s good to see you again.”I can’t say the same, so I stay mute.Raising his long palms, he says, “I am so sorry for what I said and how I acted on Monday. That was…” he inhales and clenches his fists. “That was poor from me. Very poor. And I
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Anne-Marie’s P.O.VSeated outside Professor Roosevelt’s hospital room, I answer the questions Miss Blake dished out to me. My hand moves as fast as possible, my brain working at an even more insane speed. She gave me just thirty minutes for sixty questions out of nowhere. I couldn’t study much on the ride here. I wasn’t prepared for this; I can only hope I at least get a C. This is a golden chance I’ve been given.When I lift my head, I see Miss Blake carrying my baby at the end of the narrow hallway, both of them laughing about something. It warms my heart. Maryanne likes her—a first. It takes my baby at least a few days or weeks to get comfortable with new adults. According to Miss Sarah, today was the first time she didn’t cry all day at the daycare center because she made a new friend – with another crybaby like her. Harriet. They had the same stuffed rabbit, only in different colors, and Maryanne’s been babbling all about her.“The answers aren’t on Maryanne’s face.” Miss Blake ut
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