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Helma checked on them once. Smiley was sitting on the couch, quietly flipping through a report. He was so well-behaved that Leon felt a twinge of guilt. The Internet said kids this age could be a handful. Smiley, however, was nothing like that! When Leon finished his work, he started a conversation. "What's that you're reading?" "The Little Prince. It's my mom's and my favorite book," Smiley said with a smile, sliding the book towards Leon. It was his way of sharing.

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“How long are we talking? A dozen books? A hundred?” I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms. “Let’s just say it’s enough to last me a few weekends, maybe more.” Liam’s lips curled into a teasing smile. “You’re still a bookworm even after all these years,” he said, shaking his head slightly, as though it was some sort of amusing discovery. “Just because I love to read doesn’t make me a bookworm,” I protested not being able to help my own smile because it was hard not to smile when Liam was smiling. He had this contagious smile, the kind that could probably make even the Grinch crack a grin.

Every time my eyes met his, the smile on his face seemed to grow bigger, till he was full on grinning. “Still can't find the page?” “Everything's still all mixed up. Give me a minute more.” “Righttt.” This time around, he chuckled and I closed the book. “You don't have to search anymore, I've been entertained enough.” “You're an asshole,” I tried to glare but I could not keep the smile off my face. “Your asshole at least.” My heart skipped a beat. The smile on my face fell and the jovial atmosphere in the room seemed to cease. I dropped the book I was reading and cleared my throat as I stood up.

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I felt his warm breath on my ear sending shock waves down my spine. “Smile," he continued, his voice lower and softer. “They smell fear." I frowned, staring at him. " I know, but try harder.” I focus on a tight smile, one that I have nurtured throughout my years with Tobias, trying to be the perfect wife. The smile felt more natural than my actual happy smile. Happy? The word tasted bitter. Strange. Distant A smile was no longer a thing of joy but rather an armor One I had used to his my fear, my sadness, my loneliness and my fear

with a low, thoughtful hum. What the hell was he up to? My stomach twisted in a mix of curiosity and anxiety as he continued skimming through the pages, lingering longer as he moved further along in the book. Suddenly, that smile of his deepened –a wicked, depraved smile that made my heart skip a beat and my blood rush uncomfortably under my skin. He reached a particular passage, and I knew exactly what part of the story he had found. His eyes darkened with mischief as he turned to face me.

,he said with a startling sincerity that shook me. I swallowed hard, pretending to me focused on setting up my books. "You are impossible",I muttered under my breath but his smile told me he had heard. "Anyway,let's begin now",I said briskly. And he smiled that god-damned crooked smile .My stomach flipped. "Alright",he said. He picked up the book he had been immersed in when I arrived.He handed it to me and I went through. Even his handwriting was as gorgeous as he was.

"This face. This smile. This fucking heart that makes people want to follow you anywhere." My breath hitched, my chest tightening. "Miles…" "I’m just stating facts," he said, his hand dropping away, his smirk returning. "Now. Books. Before you distract me again." I groaned, shaking my head, though my lips twitched. "I distract you?" I said, my voice incredulous. "That’s rich coming from the guy who just had his hands all over me in the library." Miles’ grin was unrepentant, his dark eyes gleaming. "And I’d do it again," he said, his voice rough. "But fine. Books first. Then we can talk about how distracting you are."