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~SCARLETT~ "What are you doing in my room?" I demanded the second I found my voice again. I hate how good he looked standing in the middle of my room. The lights were dimmed, but that didn't hide any of his masculine features from me. He had on a white shirt that was unbuttoned at the top. I could see his smooth chest glistening, almost like he'd just come from practice. I could see his sweat, and a part of me wanted to walk over to him and lick it. Oh, my goodness. I didn't just think that. Tonight wasn't a full moon, and this time, he looked fully aware of what he was doing. So what was he doing here? "I had to see you, Scarlett." He says desperately. I'm surprised by his words. I hate that my heart even skips a beat. This was exactly why I was trying to stay away from him. He