The lines we shouldn’t cross

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“F–fuck!” The curse flew out of my mouth the second I realized Jeremy was standing in my doorway. My whole body jerked upright, as my heart slammed against my ribs. “What the hell, Jeremy? Get out!” He had the audacity, the absolute audacity to grin. As he lifted both hands in an exaggerated surrender. “Hey, hey… it’s not my fault your door was open. And when I see something like that…” His smirk widened. “I just can’t resist.” “Ugh!” I groaned, the frustration pouring out of me in one long, strangled sound. “I don’t care. I don’t want to know. Just get the f**k out, you p*****t!” He didn’t fight as I shoved him really hard pushing him out into the hallway, before I slammed the door shut in his stupid face. Immediately, I locked it, double-checking the knob because apparently he had no

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