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"You keep on hitting me with your foot, are you doing that on purpose to make me see you and get my attention to you right now? You know you can just call me and talk to me without hurting me, right?" Free said and grinned at Callie as if he was so sure about what he was saying and she was really trying to get her attention when she once again hit his head when she stretched her arms and feet. Callie scoffed and glanced at him with her amused and surprised expression. She pointed herself and said, "Me? Trying to get your attention? For what reason? There's no way I would want your eyes on me. Whenever I look into a cat's eyes, it's like, they're reading my mind. They're staring back at me." Callie had an experience with a cat when she was a kid, and maybe that was why she was slightly fo
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