All Shades of Passion
“Zuki.”
She held up her hands. “I'm serious. Clothes, hair, posture, the way you talk, the way you text him. The way you look at him. You have the face, the body, the brain. You just package it like a discount store.”
“That is rude.”
“That is true,” she said.
I folded my arms. “And you are the expert now?”
She gave a small, cocky smile. “Have you seen my arrest record? Boys, girls, security guards, airport staff. People are always reacting. I know how attraction works, even if sometimes it ends with someone calling the police.”
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