Fake Dating my Ex's Worst Enemy
“I’m welcoming her.”
“That’s not welcoming.”
“I’m charming,” Calvin corrected.
“You’re exhausting,” another guy muttered from the table, earning a round of laughter.
I couldn’t help it, a small smile slipped out.
Calvin noticed immediately and he hit his palms together in glee.
“Yes! She smiles!” he announced like he had just discovered a rare species.
Placing my hair behind my ear, I laughed despite myself.
“Okay, that’s enough,” Ocean said dryly.
We took our seats at the table, and I became acutely aware of how close Ocean sat beside me.
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