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... Thank you for being so considerate today,” I whispered to Aldrich.

He laughed again. “Don’t take it to heart. If anyone tries to bully you in the future, just come to me. I’ll beat them up.”

I chuckled and extended my hand to him. “In that case, I’ll reluctantly acknowledge you as my friend.”

His hand was warm and strong, and we firmly shook our hands once.

“Alright, where do you want to take me?” I asked him with interest. He was much more pleasing to the eye, ma ...

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