Yosef's gaze was much like that of many others I'd encountered, yet there was something different about it.Most people looked at me and saw only ambition. But he looked me over with the confidence of someone who already knew he'd have me, like a predator sizing up its prey.The first time we met, he dropped to one knee and confessed his feelings for me.As he casually started to rise, I pressed a hand against his shoulder, making him stay down on one knee a little longer.Looking straight into his eyes, I said, "I don't want to."Then I leaned down, bringing my lips close to his ear. "I don't like the way you look at me. Next time we meet, behave yourself, okay?"Yosef didn't get angry. Instead, he broke into a wide grin. Still on one knee, he dipped his head slightly and whispered back, "But that's just how I like to look at people. If you don't like it, then learn to. Okay?"I narrowed my eyes at him.By the end of that dinner, I'd made my first enemy since coming abroad.From then
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