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He leans his face towards mine, his lips slightly brush against mine, "Talk to me, not him. Talk about me, not him - can't I have you to myself?" he says intensely, making me gape.
I look at him shocked, I felt my cheeks heat up as Vincent looked at me with such proximity that I couldn't decipher.
He started to laugh and moved away from me making my cheeks burn with redness at embarrassment as I tried to recover myself I speak, "Uh, I'm going to go back and finish my sandwich." I felt my stomach rumble, it's probably finished off by my brother Dylan.
"Admit it, Malia. You want me." Vincent says behind me, not daring to look back. This could be one of his stupid games, after all he's a rank 1 what could I expect from him?
"I don't, I came here to le
