My eyes looked like they would pop out of my head with the way I was glaring, and infuriating, he gave in and grinned at me. “How do you manage to make anger look so fucking sexy?” He asked, stepping close to me, “go on a date with me…” “Are you sane?!” I backed away from him, not bothering with subtlety. “Did you perhaps hit your head on your way here?” “I’m perfectly fine, Honestly I’ve never been better.” “And you think you’ll ask me on a date and I’ll say yes?” “With a little more convincing, yes.” So fucking cocky, I-I can’t. I blew air out of my system and turned my angry eyes at him. “If I wasn’t clear enough the last time, I will be clear now. Stay away from my mother, stay away from me, I. Don’t. Want. To SEE YOU…” “AND I completely understand that.” I eyed him suspiciously, “but,” there it was, “you’re a famous actress Myra, you will get invited to a lot of events I get invited to, which means one way or another, we’ll always meet.” Ignoring the space I had put bet
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