Crocheting with the King.

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ANNABELLE'S POV "It's a date!" I shouted at Dominick's retreating figure, causing him to pause in his steps, turn back at me with amusement lacing his features, he chuckled softly and shook his head. "Looking forward to it," he said with a playful smile and a wink. When he left the library, I collected all the things that I had come with me for my classes and made my way to my room. It only took me a few seconds to carelessly place the things on my bed, recking my mind for things that we could do here, and all I could come up with was; go for a walk, visit the town center, tour the woods or watch a movie. And they all didn't seem as fun as I would love them to be, so I got my phone and searched through interest and by the time I was done, I came up with a list that seemed far much bet

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