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A tiny smile titled at the corners of the boy's mouth, when his eyes did a once over on O'Connell. Something which made O'Connell feel hot in the inside. He quickly stared at his feet, so the boy couldn't see that just a look from him, was affecting him. And O'Connell knew he would have labeled someone else a pervert, if he had looked at him, the way this white boy had looked at him.

But he couldn't. Infact he was even enjoying the boy's company. Even though the boy had suddenly turned a mute. 

"Dude, is there any problem?" O'Connell inquired after letting his confidence take charge. He raised his head to look at the boy, then tucked his hands in his pants pockets. Watching the boy with caution. While the boy still had his fingers wrapped around the umbrella. 

Somehow, the boy looked like the protective bodyguard. O'Connell body guard, and O'Connell could see the girl who had been trying to flirt with the boy earlier on, shooting him daggers with her e