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"Well well well , look who decided to follow me? The girl who kept looking at me at the boardwalk." Marko said. "That's because you were looking at me first. You went over here so I can follow you huh?" you cross your arms. "Maybe , maybe not. What's your name babe?" Marko gives you a flirtatious smile.
"My name is Y/n but you can call me babe if you want." you winked , "what's yours?"
"I think the name babe suits you very well." Marko grabs your hand and kisses it. "My name is Marko by the way."
"What a time to call you Marko Polo." you laugh. "I don't think it will be a good idea for you to be calling me that all the time." he said.
"And why's that... Marko Polo." you tease him by calling him that. "Darling I don't think you would want to know when it comes to calling me by that name." he leans against the tree. "Whatever you say then Marko..."
"Don't say it." Marko warns you.
"Polo." you continued . You then stormed off not knowing what kind of trouble you were getting yourself into.
