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"You got a name boy?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, hand on hip.

It was something about the smug way he looked at me and the way he kicked the toe of his boot into the dirt of the road. Strands of his dark messy hair fell into those dark brown eyes I began to fall for.

His eyes slowly rose from the trial his foot left in the brown dust. There was this dark look in his eye. This look that made my breath catch in my chest.

"I'll be whatever you want me to be."

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