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Scott —The I hate Scott Brady club (3)

"—I'd call out your name," she finished, her whole face turning red as a tomato as her eyes widened.

Well that was unexpected. I stared at her for a few seconds, then burst into laughter as I tried to brush it off. But something was happening inside me. I felt possessive. Flattered. Yearning. Affect...