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Chapter eighteen

Cole's POV

I watch from afar as she struggles to walk in the heels and couldn't help by laugh softly. Never thought I'd see the day that Lucy Hale wore a dress, much less, heels.

I see as her lips move and I guess she muttering profanities against Tamara as she she wobbles, not so much as caring who looks at her, and glaring at those who give her smug stares.

To save her from her misery, I walk over to her.

"Never seen you in a dress before," I remark on reaching her. I let my eyes roam her body and assess her. She was wearing the gift that she received on her birthday— an elbow length sea green gown that stopped mid-thigh, hugging her curves and a cleavage that's not so open but also not closed. Her hair was styled in French braids and her lips were doused with red lipstick.

She looked really damn hot!

"Ditto!" She said, bringing me out from my thoughts and giving me a once over. I actually thought I said my thoughts aloud but s
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