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"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she asked him, "You scared me!"

Chandler raised both hands as he took a step inside the kitchen, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to. Emily said you were here so I came to say hello,"

Elena didn't roll her eyes, but she did let her eyelids fall shut before lifting them slowly. Hiding her reaction made her even more fascinating in Chandler's book. He saw her shoulders rise and fall as she took a deep breath and let it out. It made him grin.

"What?" she asked, with a bit more heat behind her tone.

"Just find it funny that you need breathing exercises to deal with the other Kendrick brother. Am I really that vile?"

"I wasn't doing breathing exercises," she explained calmly. "I just ... wasn't expecting," Elena paused, and her dark eyes flicked briefly in his direction, "Well… you."

"Not many people are, love."

"That is not my name," she snapped.

"I am aware of that." He gave a brief glance of his own, careful not to piss her off more than he already