Lowering Her Guard

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ple were whispering, stealing glances, and there he was, the center of attention. Tall, charismatic, and as always effortlessly charming, like he had this

on and focus on getting my fo

floor, called out my name, inviting me to join the 'elite group' which contained mostly men, for a

t crosses my path. But I wasn't about to let them down. I didn't want to be their new gossip anyway. With a surge of determination, I took a deep bre

en on their seats adjust here and there in fear

eagues. "What do you want?" I coldly asked, as I reached for my bottle of smooth

quiet achiever, but now they were

I felt it you wanted

d can read my body la

ehead?" I almost shot bac

ood the challenge and h

u can lea

skipped a beat surprisingly. W

to "this is my favorite table" I defended and

excuse y

probably because they didn't understand him or they

u going to

us?" He shot back at me with a grin

e day, obsessed with me. Even if I was going to meet one o

my mind and I just hummed in return, enjoying my already col