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Twenty two

SYBIL EAGAN

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"Are you gatecrashing?" I asked, staring at the broad shoulders of the man that looked like he didn't quite belong in our impeccable business conference... For starters, he wasn't wearing a suit. He was in a leather jacket, smug-looking black pants, and a black shirt. And I knew he was going to be good-looking before I even saw his face.

"Excuse me, sir" I called when he didn't give any indication of having heard me speak.

He turned to face me after a beat and when his warm multicolored eyes- because the light was shining on them and I could literally see a spec of green, blue, and grey swirling in them- connected with mine, I forgot how to breathe for a second.

He regarded me, his head cocking to the side. "Gatecrashing huh?" He muttered, his voice a warm timbre that made me feel fuzzy inside.

"I am in charge of the guest list and I literally welcomed everyone, but you".

"Mmh... Is that so".

"Yes. It is" I said, getting irritated. Fine, he was gorgeous, but his m
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