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That evening...
I was staring at Jason in disbelieve. There was no way that I would give him my new address. I didn't even give it to Samil.
“H-how did you know that I moved here?” I mumbled bewildered.
“I sort of saw the address when you wrote it… when you talked to the agent,” he admitted hesitantly, “I guess, I should have let you know, but I just needed to talk to you. Can I come in?”
I smiled nervously, then took a deep breath. I also wanted to talk. I thought that I might as well say what I wanted to say now, instead of waiting until Monday.
“C-come in,” I stuttered walking back into the salon and waiting for him to follow.
I turned around and slightly leaned my back against the sofa, looking at him. He closed the door, then came close to me and hugged me.
“I missed your scent these last few days,” he whispered.
I flinched and gently pushed him away. He didn't yield and pulled m
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