Shutting her eyes, Meg hoped that when she opened them, he would be gone. Nope still there, and actually attempting to be bashful. Rubbing her back wearily, she opened the door.
“What do you want Duncan?” She hates the way his name sounds on her lips; just thinking about him makes her feel dirty.
“Hey Meg. How are you?” He’s still smiling softly
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