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Bumping into Them

Author: Star Light
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—SAMANTHA—

"What’s your name, pretty?" The man ignored Dalton and narrowed his eyes at me, but he was still smiling. His fingers toyed with a red bead on his wrist round and round it went.

I shifted nervously, glancing at Dalton before answering. "S-Samantha. My name is Samantha."

"Samantha…" He rolled my name on his tongue like he was tasting it. His clouded gaze dragged slowly down my body, making my skin crawl. I instinctively moved closer to Dalton again, my shoulder brushing his arm.

I didn't like this man. Something about him felt... wrong.

He was giving me creepy chills, like he could be a psychopath hiding behind that charming face.

"Get your eyes off her, Theodora," Dalton growled, he now stood directly in front of me as if to prevent him from memorizing my face.

Theodora laughed, lifting both hands up in mock surrender.

"Woah! Easy there… cuz. I meant no harm. You know me better than anyone, right?" His grin widened, showing too many teeth.

Dalton didn’t bother an
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