Chapter 7 The Hot Man In The Kitchen

“Nice choice, Irie.” I murmured, leaning against the doorframe with a lazy smile. “I was wondering who’d dare to compete with me today.”

She blinked, cheeks coloring instantly, and shifted her weight nervously. “I, uh… my dad said it draws attention to my eyes.... and… uhm....” Her voice trailed of...

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