Falling for you again
But now, she had figured out a lot and knew that it was better for everyone if she didn't provoke him.
"I;m asking you," Jack's voice became a little deeper, "What time is it now? Hmm?"
Hazel tugged at the corner of her lips. "What does it matter what time it is? I'm back, aren't I?"
Her voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of indifference. Jack frowned and turned on the light. Although he had roughly seen what she was wearing by the moonlight, he could see it more clearly now. She wasn't wearing any shoe, and her skirt was long enough to cover her feet. She looked like a pitiful little girl who had stolen an adult's clothes, but there was an indescribable charm to her.
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