I know you miss me

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Grayson POV “So, tell me, do you come to conventions often?” One of the snooty blondes asked. “Only if I know there’ll be hot women,” he winked, causing the ladies around him to giggle hysterically. He’d only decided to sit at a table full of women to get under Vivienne’s skin—and it had been working, until that damn Prince Charming took a seat next to her. Now she barely spared him a glance. Grayson ran his fingers along the edge of his glass, irritation simmering through. He looked back at Vivienne, and there it was again—that damn smile. She was laughing with the guy now, her eyes brighter than he remembered, her laugh easy and light. Something tightened in his chest as he fought the instinct to march over there and drag her away. His phone buzzed. He glanced at it without thinkin

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