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Like he owns me which is something I will not have. Straightening my back, I kept my chin up and exhaled. "My books are over that table. Since you're here, let's get started we don't have all day." My response caught him by surprise, his demeanor shaped into just that. Surprise. That bad boy aura, talks of kisses, hard kisses, they usually have all the girl squirming and soon after begging for him to touch them. It didn't work on me. It doesn't work on me. "Do you still need me to tutor you?"

They were all adjusted alphabetically. He then randomly picked a book. ‘If I had your Face – By Frances Cha’ He read the title. He opened the book. On the first page, there was her name and a date written. The date when she either got the book or started reading it. He flipped through the pages. She had underlined some context. Marked notes somewhere. Scribbled replies to some lines. He laughed to himself. There was this line she had highlighted, “In New York, you can talk to anyone about anything at any time and have a conversation so long you'll fall a little in love with that person, and then never see them again.”

Isha asked her. "You know what's wrong,Galitos! Galitos! I mean what wack ass shit is that? you know we all know here am I wrong!? Plus I know we will obviously have pizza, there's no menu there! Plus he has to know I'm high maintenance, I'm expensive".😛she crossed her legs. They all looked at each other and laughed. "Does that apply in Steve Harvey's "Act like a lady thinks like a man " book or you have just allocated to add it for yourself "?

I appreciated. "It's fine, beautiful. I don't mind bumping into you over and over again, I'll be here to catch you always," he winked. "Can I get your contact?" He smiled taking his phone out of his pocket and stretching it to me. I watched the man unable to say a word, what kind of a man is he? Bumps into a lady and at that moment ask for her number, classic gentleman. And fills her ears with crazy cliche pickup lines.

I swear she’s never looked so fucking gorgeous, all flustered with that crimson glow on her face. I flash her a smirk “ Well damn, you're hooked on some good filthy poetry here,” I tease. Ava flushes harder. “What’s wrong with you? Just give me my damn book,” she snaps. I let out a chuckle. “You mean your p**n book, sweetheart?” I shoot back.