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... w much of a jerk you are."
I move too fast—almost slipping before I regain my balance. I step out of the pond, squeezing my dress dry and then my hair.
"That’s on you, you know, forgetting that I’m the worst person alive." He continues relentlessly with that smile that does nothing to help.
Suddenly I can’t help but remember small, unimportant details—like how he lingered a bit before taking his hands off her, and how Willow is exactly his type.
Half the women he’ ...
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