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Emily Monroe
“Are you sure about this? It’s okay if you skip another day,” Stiles said, trying his best to convince me.
After we dropped my father off at his mansion, my father decided he didn’t need me babysitting him.
He nagged all day about the project that I had no choice than to leave with Stiles the next day though I was still shaken by the fact that I had almost lost him.
And now I was back to my routine of going back to work, though Stiles still believes I need some time off to rest myself.
“Yes I’m sure and thank you for the ride,” I said wanting to leave his car but his hands on mine stopped me.
I looked at Stiles curiously waiting for him to speak.
“Would you mind honoring an invite in attending dinner with me?” He asked in a sweet way.
My insides swooned with joy b
