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I cut him off as he goes to speak, dousing the room back into silence. The last thing I need is for him to talk right now. I’m too busy concentrating on his scent which clings to every surface of this room, including the pillows and sheets I lie on. That fresh, heady scent has my body tingling, reacting in a way that if he had any idea, I would be mortified. Not to mention to electricity which seems to exist between us, as we sit close, but not close close enough to be touching.

"Why would you.. " he asked but I wasn't listening anymore. I snatched his phone from Aunt Gracy but was met with password I wanted to hand it over to him to press his password but he beat me to it by telling me "The password is kejogmet" "okay" I said pressing the password and it unlocked though in my mind, I was surprised. I can remember overhearing NataliesN conversation with Jeanette and Eleanor when Natalie complained Kendall wont tell her his phone's password.

He added more scoops for him from his cup, and immediately Jojo went licking. "Do you think I should start working out again? Or is there something in my personality I should change. The other day, I asked Anna out on a date, she said I was really cute, but not her type." He scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Not her type? Who the fuck is her type! Chris Hemsworth? Like she is his type!" He yelled out loud and angrily shove another spoon filled ice cream into his mouth. "You know what, she's also not my type, yeah... Her boobs are too big for my liking." He rested his head back on the chair. "That's a lie, they weren't even big." He sniffed. "They were like peaches." He closed his eyes and tried