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Chapter 17: After Party.

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last update Last Updated: 2025-04-22 18:29:47

********************Claire's POV****************************

The elevator dinged open, and we stepped inside, leaving behind the guests_ their halfhearted congratulations, sharp gazes and sharp whispers.

I held onto my clutch tighter as the events of the day kept reoccurring in my head, especially Mack's kiss_ my heart skipped a beat at the thought of that.

Mack stood on the opposite side, hands in his pocket as his gaze was fixed on me.

"Is there something on my face?" I asked curiously, my heart running a thousand miles as his eyes were fixed on me as if seeing through my heart _ my confused feelings.

"I'm just getting an eyeful." He said, still glancing at me.

"Now, I'm getting uncomfortable," I said. Leaning against the elevator wall.

"All right then, princess, I might just do what I've been thinking about since we left the party." He said as he leaned forward.

"And, what's that?" I asked, my heart pounding against my chest.

He didn't answer; he stepped closer and pulled me close
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