Twisted Fate
he said with a grin.
I took a bite, the sweetness lingering on my tongue. “You’re making it hard not to like you.”
“That’s the plan,” he replied, his gaze holding mine with an intensity that made my breath catch.
For a while, I allowed myself to relax, letting the night blur into warm, easy moments. Yet at the edges of my thoughts, Aleksander’s face lingered, stubborn and unwelcome. I pushed it away, determined not to let him ruin this.
Hours later, Alf pulled up outside my apartment. The street was quiet, bathed in silver moonlight. He turned off the engine and looked at me, his smile softer now.
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