"What are you still doing here?" "Watching you dust. It's fascinating." Sarcasm dripped off every word. "You are horrible at flirting. Absolutely horrible." "Lies! They're all lies!" He screamed. He was such an idiot. "I'm not here for a relationship." "I believe you've already said that." "Just making my point." "I bet in a week, you're here for a relationship." He proposed. "If it is, it won't be with you." I shot back. "You're right. I forgot. You're Liam's girl." I threw the duster at him, hoping to hit him in the head. When it felt to the ground at his feet, he laughed at my desperation. He threw his hand up to his heart and acted as if he was truly gutted that I would throw something at him. Before I could come up with a witty response, I heard laughter coming through the hallway. I froze in my place. It's been three years. I knew I would end up facing him sometime but not this soon. Maybe I've changed. He won't recognize me. I've got a lot of make-up on. I've got to l! ook different. Mrs. Payne shot through the door first. She laid eyes on Carter and gave him a polite smile before plopping down on the couch. Carter excused himself before there was a moment of awkwardness. I stood there not knowing what to do. Mrs. Payne's eyes were closed, so she couldn't see me. As I heard the laughter grow closer, I spun around and began dusting spots that had already been dusted. No sooner than three seconds later, the boys which the sounds were coming from burst through the door
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