My Boss Is A Werewolf!
“I meant cute, actually.”
I narrowed my eyes at him, still not entirely convinced. “You aren’t hitting on me by chance, are you?”
“No, no, not at all,” he assured me, holding up his hands in mock surrender. “I am just an author who is always curious about other people’s expressions. You know, so that I can word them out better.”
“Ooh, an author,” I said, my interest piqued. “What books have you written?”
“Well,” he said, leaning back in his chair with a small, proud smile, “if you look up my pen name, you will find them.”
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