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Arthit's POV "Cause I like you more, " I pursed my lips together. I won't be surprised if I die of a heart attack because of him. I met his gaze and flicked his forehead. "Won't you stop with that? " "No, I do plan on making you love me. " I rolled my eyes. He put his elbow on the table and laid his chin on it. "I already do, " I muttered between my teeth. His eyes twinkled. "Even more, " he stretched his arms to put his hand over mine on the table. I glared at him. "Let's go buy Bright a gift, it's his birthday soon. " I changed the topic. His intense gaze was making me feel uncomfortable. "Okay, when is it? " "Next weekend, I think. Are you coming? " I prepared to leave. "Am I invited or do I have to gatecrash?" I shook my head. Bright usually invites everyone in the team.
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