Her Burning Desire
I seriously utter, then comically ends with a jest.
Then Peach’s voice gets serious, too, “So, how about that hottie billionaire?” she looks at me as if she’s a predator. “Is he still bothering you?”
I shake my head off, “No, he doesn’t even know where we are. Thank God, our professor heed my request not to leave him any note. You know, he was a fan of that man,” I sarcastically say.
But Peach just scoffs and leaves a figurative remark, “I wouldn’t be so sure about him not knowing where you are,” she says suspiciously.
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