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The second group had gathered in the hotel garden and was already working the room—circling tables, exchanging business cards, casually testing out sentences that began with “We should definitely explore a collaboration.” Guess which group Sebastian belonged to. I’d already done several social laps with him. And he was still bragging like a man who got paid commission every time someone admired him. Meanwhile, I felt like a street performer in Times Square—except my performance wasn’t juggling flaming bowling pins. It was the Fine Art of the Polite Smile™. You know the one. Smile politely. Nod thoughtfully. Laugh at exactly the right moment. Repeat until your facial muscles begin filing form

It was the way he smiled. It was the fact that he smiled at all. XXX

Keep smiling. With love, Esora05

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" You don't smile a lot so I know real from fake," " But It's real!" I said, perplexed. That was a real one. " Maybe you just don't know my smiles as well as you think," I crossed my arms against my chest as he spoke so fondly of my smiles. " There's the victorious smile, but usually it's always a smirk. The one for Lucas, it's the excitement and most real one, and then, there's Wyatt's smile, the one from the heart, gentle and shy; cheeks burning, butterflies erupting in the belly and pure tenderness and admiration," he explained. Azriel's voice was freaking pure and amazing. Soothing to listen to,

Morgan smiles which does make a smile form on my lips. Let the work begin.

Who just smiled but didn't say anything. Sorry for the late update guys, I will start updating daily again

#insert smiley face here# lOVE YOU GUYS! #GRACIAS# Please Follow my F* PAGE @ Rayden Writes p.s- I'm currently working on another story too. So you'll be seeing more of me. C.H.E.E.R.S

I side smiled. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

For their smiles, I would conquer the world. THE END