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He grinned at me, flashing me his perfect set of teeth and I quickly realize that he played me. And he could only do that because he could tell what I was feeling and how I was needing him. Angry at myself other than him, I pushed him away and the elevator came to a halt. He grinned even more at me, not minding that he had pissed me off. He brought out the card, swiped it through the elevator, then the door opened. I walked out first, too embarrassed and angry to even be with him. I froze when I found a lot of people in there, each sketching, drawing, typing, and moving about. It was a literal mess in there with how much papers were flying and how much people were in there, all working and going crazy. No one took note of me, though I could see their eyes linger on me and look away like I was not even there. Then I perceived Jordan’s perfume behind me and the entire room came to a halt and went silent like a ghost had just walked through. My heart clenched when I realized that they sa