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......................... Oh sweet merlin.
Grayson was trying his hardest not to listen to what Bellaire was saying but something about being guilty for snickering or smiling at the event made him deadpan. Who had spat in Bellaire's evening glass of pumpkin juice and made her act more sour than sour gobstoppers? Whyyyyyyy was she trying to ruin their fun?
AND WHY IN THE FREAKING NAME OF MERLIN DID SHE HAVE TO GO AHEAD AND SAY THAT? Talk about freaking RUDE.
The look of boredom passed and was replaced by one of complete and utter disbelief. WHAT had she just said? Not respect herself? RUBY?! She could talk as much nonsense as she wanted about the house but saying THAT was crossing some sort of line. Frowning, he shot a glance over at the girl sitting next to him to see how SHE was taking that. Good? No? He didn't think so.
"She does respect herself, Professor." Blue eyes now on Bellaire.
And could they GO now or what?
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