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~Cali~
Looking up to Evan, his deep brown eyes pulled me into their welcoming abyss. I wonder if I heard him right or I’m just dreaming about this.
This modern day Don Juan just asked me to be his girlfriend?
That is the definition of ‘more’.
My eyes searched his face for traces of humor. All I noticed is genuine fondness, something rare in people these days. “Princess…” he clutched the underside of my chin with his thumb and forefinger, giving me no choice but to behold his alluring gaze.
“Are you sure you want me?” I have to be certain that this is what he wants. He made it clear since day one that he is not fond of commitments and I’m fine with what we have… wha
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