Everleigh
I gape at him, my mouth agape. "Your what now?"
"My *girlfriend*," Aleks drawls, the word rolling off his tongue like velvet. I blinked slowly, still unable to process his proposition. "Wait, say that again?"
"My *girlfriend*. Will you be my girl? Will you go out with me? Be mine?" He gives me a smoldering look that sends a shiver down my spine.
"Are you joking? Is this one of those sick games you like to play?" I ask curtly.
"I am not joking. I am tired of sharing you with Isaac, and I don't see you as an object. I think you are a beautiful and intelligent woman, so I want you to be by my side as my equal," he says with such intensity that I have no choice but to believe him.
"S...so...what does that mean. Does that mean I don't have to sleep with Isaac anymore?" I ask.
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