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Alyssa As he towers over me, I feel like I'm going to pass out with how hard my chest is pounding. "You mean besides the fact that after tomorrow I don't have to see your stupid face anymore?" I ask, playing it off pretty good. At least, I think. There's a beat of silence between us before he smirks. "You know what, I'll just show up at Gray's house every day just to see that little disapproving look on your face." I swallow hard. Please don't, I can hardly control myself as it is, I plead in my head. He steps closer, closing the distance between us. "Really...what's wrong, kitten?" he asks, c*****g his head to the side as his dark eyes study me, searching my soul like he seems to be so good at doing. "Nothing," I mutter, trying to keep my expression stoic. He hums, unconvinced. "