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Chapter Twelve. I don't want that Desmond guy.

Naomi's POV

Desmond was feeling himself. He took us to a private spot and ordered what he referred to as the best delicacy in town. I was not touched or buttered up. I just want to go home and have a lovely night; which consists of having junk food and probably a nice erotic novel in my lap. I have successfully exhausted my going-out bundle.

Emily on the other hand was having fun. She smiled at everything Desmond did and made a show of dragging me into their conversation. Even when he was saying what I considered boring, she laughed too hard, clutching her stomach as if she was in pain from laughing a lot. I know all of her tricks and I wasn't moved at that moment. She was trying to set me up with this stranger. Someone we just met, not up to two hours. I wasn't that desperate for a man in my life.

The things in front of Dean were the only thing he cares for at that moment. He was out of our world and focusing mainly on the things he had plans to finish from the way he was demolishi
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Derena Marie
Em doesn't seem like a great friend. She seems very controlling
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