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38 | The End?

Phoebe’s POV

“Huh, I totally get what you were saying when you went to visit my parents. Christ, I’m literally one step away from hyperventilating” Blaze mutters with a grimace as he fixes the shirt collar of his midnight blue shirt in the mirror.

I break in a fit of cackle behind him as he puts on his black blazer over his broad shoulders. My mouth waters as I stare at the mouth-watering specimen in front of me.

He sends me a warning glare before saying, “Ciccino, don’t give me that look”

I look at him innocently, something that Ava’s Persian white kitten does with her after breaking her dishes or pooping outside the litter box.

“What look?” I blink my eyes in mock confusion and watch him narrow his eyes at me.

He starts sauntering in my direction like a predator nearing his prey and raises my face by using two of his fingers underneath my ja

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