PotAndKettle

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Daria "Well, I'll leave you two to get back to... whatever it is you were doing," Melissa winked before turning around and heading out. I didn’t say a word to Nate, rolling my eyes as I walked out the lounge. My heels hit the floor like small hammers, each step announcing the chaos in my head with Melissa's knowing look infuriating me. Nate followed silently behind me, too close. Always too close. Inside my office I shut the door hard after him, clicking the lock and yanking the blinds down until we were out of sight from the many inquisitive eyes. “What the hell was that?” I hissed, spinning on him. Nate leaned against the door, arms folded, expression unreadable. “You’ll have to be more specific.” “Don’t play games with me. In the lounge. We almost got caught. Melissa is already s

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