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Chapter thirteen

Bella's POV

"Send her in." I spoke into the intercom, rubbing my neck inorder to relieve some stress.

"Mrs. Mendoza." She spoke her voice full of mischief.

"Tokyo," I warned with a glare. This was no joking matter.

"What?" She feigned innocence, "You are marrying the man after all."

"Firstly I am not getting married to anyone," I clarified, taking in her sweatshirt and yoga pants with shades too big for her face, "and secondly stop talking to Damien so much!"

"Have you seen the man?" She sat down infront of me, "I mean you told me yourself you feel 'drawn' no, enchanted by him."

"I admitted that he was attractive."

"Same thing," she grinned, "so, has he tried taking you out again?"

"No, and thank god! I have been avoiding him even more after the kiss, hopefully he gets the memo." I ranted, forgetting that I decided to keep the kiss a secret.

"You guys kissed!" She shouted with excitement "And I'm only finding out now? Tell me when, how and where?"

"You were in Paris," I said pointedly
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