Chapter Seven
I blinked up at him in surprise.
“What are you doing here?” I asked sharply.
He offered me a small smile, his eyes roaming up and down my body. I frowned and crossed my arms over my chest, very self conscious about what I was wearing. I mean, come on. I didn’t know the hottest guy I had ever seen was going to show up on my front porch. I wasn’t looking my best. What was I wearing, you ask? An old sleeveless tee-shirt and short denim cutoffs. Yeah. But I didn’t have that Daisy Duke effect… No if anything, I looked horrible. I glanced down at myself...
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