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... , crossing her long legs and giving me that lazy, feline smirk.
> "What do you want?"
She twirls a lock of golden hair between her fingers.
> "What makes you think I want something?"
I don’t respond. I just look at her.
She holds the stare for a moment before rolling her eyes dramatically.
> "Fine."
She flips her hair over one shoulder and sighs.
> "There’s this modeling contract—Mucci. I know you know someone."
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