Damien I couldn't stop staring. Kayla was sitting across from me, and the more I looked, the more the heat rose to her cheeks. She was trying to be casual, sipping her drink and looking at me through her peripheral vision with a small, awkward smile."What?" she finally asked, still refusing to meet my eyes. "Is there something on my face?""Yes," I said, keeping my face perfectly serious.Her eyes went wide. She immediately started scrubbing at her cheek and chin with her napkin, looking frantic. "Where? Did I get sauce on me? Is it a smudge?""Right there," I pointed vaguely. "It’s called beauty."Kayla froze. She realized I’d played her, and she nearly flipped me off right there at the table. "You are literally the worst," she laughed, finally looking at me. "I was actually worried I looked like a mess.""You always look like a mess, Kayla. Just a very pretty one," I teased."Oh, shut up, Blackwood. Go count your money or something."We finished eating and decided the house was to
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