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The Elevator Kiss
“Mr. Grayson, shall we continue?” Mr. Smith asked, putting an end to his pleasant daydreaming.
“Ye...Yes, of course.”Mr. Smith flashed a wide smile, interviewing Cameron would see his career flying off the charts; he couldn’t miss it. “Pay no heed to the prompter if you don’t like the answers.”He nodded. He wasn’t going to look at the prompter, but that didn’t mean his eyes wouldn’t wander to the sexy woman standing across from him.Scarlett tried to stand impossibly still. Maybe if she wasn’t moving too much or doing too much, Cameron would not be ogling her like she was chocolate chip ice cream. She had lost count of the number of food metaphors she had used to describe herself because of Cameron’s intense staring.A small smirk crept on his lips when he saw she was standing still, her hands behind her back. Not even that strict teacher pose could do anything to quell the desire and hunger he felt for her. Heck, she could be squattingRelated chapters
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