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I wasn't stupid to think that he had only sat next to me by pure coincidence. And even more, I wasn't so naive to think he didn't intend to meet me there. Even if he didn't know that I wasn't entitled to lunch time, he would probably look for me there, just to be sure where I would spend those hours. The day before he saw me leaving, but in this one, unless he was watching me, he would not be able to say if I had already left or if I was waiting for the rain to pass. And while I was thinking about it, I crossed my arms and leaned back on the chair, and for a moment, I was almost sure that he noticed my movement from the corner of his eye, and I kept thinking... Was Flynn Ashton as good a stalker as I was?

Did you still fear that at the slightest sign of sexual interest on your part, I would run away like a scared child? I didn't even have answers to what I felt in my own body, who will say to what Flynn should be nurturing in yours. I just kept nibbling my lip as I went down and looke