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At least she got a chuckle out of him. Though, she was glad he didn’t need her help. He was a man who could get his own, when he wanted from whoever he wanted. She admired that he could do things on his own.
Pandora nodded. As she already suspected, she was probably set up or dragged away somewhere. Pandora smirked, he clearly didn’t know Matty. The guy was an asshole, not in the same sense as the guys at the party, but he was still an ass. As for James... guess he really wasn’t a rude asshole like people said. She nodded in return. “Good luck to you too, not that you need much of it.” She smiled back, watching as he disappeared into the sea of bodies.
“Hey, Pandora right?” The girl turned upon hearing her name. Her eyes fell upon a dark haired male with brown eyes. “I wasn’t expecting to see you here.”
“I wasn’t expecting on being here Danny. Have you seen Matty around?” Pandora shook her head with a kind smile.
“Actually, I think I saw him upstairs. I’ll go take a look with you.”
And so she followed him, up the stairs. “Take a peek in that room.” He murmured.
Pandora nodded, pushing the door to her right open. She reached in against the wall looking for a switch, but there was none. Granted, Matty would have said something by now no? It was then she felt someone push her in, the door had closed and the lock click.
She managed to break free. Her fingers were wrapped around a small knife. The point pricked at Danny’s shirt. “Get off of me or I’ll cut you.” It seemed to have worked, he was instantly off of her. She was calm on the outside, on the inside, well she was fearing for her life. Pandora kept her eyes on him, she stayed close to the wall moving closer to the door.
Her free hand reached behind, opening it. “Touch me again and you’ll regret it.” We’re her final words. Pandora slipped from the room. She kept the blade in her hand as she rushed out, passed the drunken bodies that swayed around.
Once she was outside, Pandora could finally breath. Her eyes darted from left to right. There was no reason to fear. Xavier had taught her that, to not be fearful of the dark to greet it as an old friend... one that can protect and hide her. But she couldn’t, not tonight. She hurried home, clutching her knife. Just a few more streets...
A hand grasped her shoulder. Instantly, she turned, shoving who ever it was with one hand and holding out the knife with the other. It wasn’t until she heard him say his name that she actually looked up.
Her fingers clutched onto the handle of the knife. Green eyes filled with fright. She was... mad... at herself. Why did she trust that asshole to help her find Matty? She put herself in that position. She was almost...
Pandora shook her head. He didn’t need to know. She took a few breaths. She had to think clearly, if not she’d do something she’d regret. Quietly, she turned back continuing her walk.
He was following her though... was he worried? Well, James was a little more unpredictable than everyone else that her family knew. Still, she kept her distance. Her eyes glancing over to him every once in a while.
It was a quiet walk, a short one, but the silence made it all the more longer... “I’m sorry.. about the knife.” She was turkey. Clearly all he wanted to do was help her out and she... she let fear rule her for a moment. Upon reaching the house, Pandora stopped in front of the door. “I got to the knife before hand.” She murmured a loud to him before she entered her house.
Didn't need his help? Fair enough, it actually had made him feel a bit relieved that he really wouldn't have become someones wingman. He hated being the wingman, mainly because it only meant that he would loose too much time that he could spend elsewhere with some girl. It really just was not his thing to be or to have.
James chuckled and shook his head. No, he didn't need her help. Even if Dana didn't want to be with him it was no big deal. He had other options at the party, much more variety. And to be honest, he really didn't want to be around Pandora. Though she had made the same question he had been thinking about all this time; Why did he go to goth girl? The answer was simple, she was there and he got cockblocked.
"I haven't seen Matty around. Then again, Matty really shouldn't be around assholes like us at such a party. Unless he wants to become one. And Goth girl. Guess I came up to you because I am not such a rude asshole." He shrugged his shoulders before walking past her and looking over at her. "Guess I will let you go find Matty. I am going to go and try my conquest. Good luck finding Matty." He smiled before walking off.
"Dana," James spoke up as he spotted the blonde who sat upon the counter, two drinks at hand. "Trying to get wasted already?"He questioned as the girl gave him a snobby look. "You, James, are nothing less of what I expected. So please, go return to your little whores and leave me and my drinks to myself."
James flashed a smiled and nodded. "Alright then, but hey, try to lay off too many drinks. You might end up like whore if another asshole gets all up in your kitty without your sober consent."
"Not like you wouldn't be the first to hunt me down once I am drunk enough to let you into my skirt." Dana snapped, making James sigh and shake his head. "I don't fuck drunk girls." She gasped. "Too much drama to deal with. Just be careful." James added. Taking one of the drinks from her hand, James tilted his head to the side as he sniffed into the cup. "And don't mix." He said with a smirk before handing her back the cup. Leaving her with a gapping mouth as he walked away.
His eyes scanned the room, yet all the girls he saw simply drank their lives away. His brother had already found his way to the beer pong table, and continued to drink. James, on the other hand, had chosen to simply take his leave. All these women would be too drunk in a matter of minutes, and James was not going to be part of their down fall.
Heading down back to his house, the male soon caught eye of the familiar redhead who crossed the street. Raising an eyebrow he followed after her. "What brings you outside so late? Thought you were staying home tonight."
Startled, Kimmy looked back at him and sighed in relief. "I was, until... Doesn't matter. Why aren't you at the party?" She questioned, making James smile. "I chose to leave. Nothing to do once your date is determined to get drunk off their ass. It usually leads to disaster, trouble, and regrets."
Kimmy nodded. "Never thought I would hear such wise and respondable words come from the most inresponssable Smith I know." She partially joked, making James smirk. "I'm not that bad. Just because I sleep around doesn't mean that I don't have some morals." He chuckled as he ran his fingers through his hair. "I love to fool around, but with people who know what they are doing and understand what they're getting into."
Kimmt nodded again. "I guess you really aren't so bad after all. Maybe if girl's saw this side of you, you'd be able to really settle down."
James shook his head. "No, I never said settle down. That's not on my list of wants."
"What makes you so afraid of commitement, Th-James?" Kimmy questioned a bit annoyed. And there it was, the secret of to why Kimmy was walking down the street late at night. James smiled softly. "I'm not. Just not my thing... So Thor?" Kimmy blushed and looked away. "That's fine. I don't need to know details."
"He's just... I don't know what any one wants anymore. And Thor....He's just so confusing, and then Jasmine leaving, him leaving. Ven left, Aion left, Emi left, Liam wants to be with me when I don't like him that way and I'm just..." She held up a hand to her mouth.
"Here alone?" James spoke softly, the ginger nodding as she held back her tears. James looked down, before sighing softly. "You know, maybe you being alone will suit you for a little while. It'll make you feel better, get your head together and figure out what can be done about the problems you're facing. Some alone time helps even the strongest to conquer their enemies and inner demons." He smiled softly as he looked up at her. "But how about for now you go back home, make up with Thor, or ignore him, whatever you want, and just stay safe. Cause out here at night alone is not a good way to start." He chuckled. "Maybe give him a blowie?"
Kimmy smacked his arm, making him chuckle. "I won't tell anyone about it, I promise. Just go, ok?"
Kimmy sighed and nodded. "Lead me back?" James smiled and nodded. "Lead you back..." He spoke softly as he wipped her tears away, taking her hand and leading her back to her house. After the ginger had closed the door behind her, James turned on his heel and closed the gate behind him. Looking in the distance his eyes fell upon the familiar dark haired goth that swiftly walked down the street. James raised an eyebrow, his eyes soon noticing the ripped clothing...More ripped than usual...
James quickly walked after her, soon grabbing her shoulder, wrong move to have done. Given she simply turned, shoved him, and held the famous knife out to him. "H-hey, woah! It's me, James. I mean I know that I called you a voodoo girl, but I am notin the mood for being a sacrifice." He chuckled as he held his hands up. Soon tilting his head to the side as he saw the fright in her eyes. This... this was not Pandora...
"What...what happened to your clothes?"
Pandora shook her head. She did not have to express her disapproval of Bryan. Matty already knew she disliked the boy for him. He bailed on her friend way too many times before. And she was more than certain Matty could have anyone, someone much more suitable for him, yet… he was with Bryan.
The brunette smiled as her friend questioned her. Pandora and James? There was no such thing, not unless James actually wanted to accept her offer. And even then, there would still be no Pandora and James. Just.. a moment. No, Pandora wasn’t too fond of douchebags. Yes, James was an asshole. But, he was an asshole that knew how to have sex with someone and not catch any feelings.
And yes, James was a Smith. One that had the slightest chance of changing. And that was exactly why she was barking up his tree. She wasn’t interested in falling in love. Pandora wasn’t Kenneth who... enjoyed difficult people. And she definitely was not Emilia. The poor girl knew Zachary had the biggest pride of all the Smiths and yet, she continued to try and help him... falling deeper into a pit, at least that was before... Emilia may have grown out of it since her time away... No, Pandora knew exactly what she would be getting into with James. And, if he did agree, because she was more than certain he was unsure, probably conflicted about the offer she proposed, they would strictly be nothing more than that; acquaintances who had sex.
“You know I’m not too keen on changing others. If they do, it’s their own free will.” Pandora flashed a smile to Matty as she shrugged her shoulders. “I just want to have sex with him. Unless you want to be my first with no love or anything like that complicating it, James is my best bet. Besides, his family is within our little family circle. He’s not like the other... “normal” people out there. He has some odd and twisted ways under all of that Smith pride and flirtation.” She chuckled lightly. Pandora followed Matty out of the school, soon changing the subject. “What time is Emilia coming back today?”
“Sometime tonight. We’re going to that party tonight, we can pick her up after.”
Pandora stood in front of the house. The loud pumping sound of the bass could be felt from a while a way. This was the house Matty agreed on meeting her at. He’d be outside is what he said, yet there pandora stood, alone. Maybe he’d met with Bryan and they had gone in? That was possible. The boy was always on time, never late.
She could have just gone home. Pandora really didn’t enjoy parties much, especially not ones that involved high schoolers drinking and doing drugs. Hell, the only reason why she was there was because of Matty and well, when a Vendetta makes a promise they keep it.
‘Just find Matty, be with him then leave.’ She reminded herself that was all she really needed to do. Pandora pushed the door open. Her eyes shifting around the room as she stepped in, looking, searching for Matty. Everyone was looking at her, questioning her presence, yet none decided to ask. All they did was stare. No matter, she was there for Matty, they could stare all they wanted.
Pandora continued to gaze around for the brunette but, instead her eyes fell upon the blonde male who was wrapped around the same girl from before. She smiled as she caught his gaze. She could see that look in his eyes, caught his hands lowering from the girl who soon enough stormed away. Since he thought Pandora screw him over, may as well keep him entertained no?
She kept her eyes on him as he walked over. Her face was plastered with a smirk. Her eyes staring directly at James as he made his little jokes. She knew he didn’t really want to know why she was there, he just wanted to know if she was there to taunt him, keep any girl from going at him because she expressed what she wanted to him. Either way, that wasn’t the case. Pandora didn’t need to fight for anyone. If James wanted her, he could get her at his own accord. She wouldn’t force that. “A dumbass maybe. Mr. Gomez and Poe, not tonight.”
Pandora could feel a hateful gaze her way. “I don’t actually need your help though.” She murmured lightly. “But it looks like you may need mine, seeing as your possible conquest sees something that isn’t there.” Pandora shrugged.
“I must say, I am curious... why did you come over just to talk to goth girl?” Because last time she checked, he just as many others, hardly ever walked up to her... or any Vendetta for that matter. There were only a few who did so without fear.
“Oh. And if you must know, Matty told me to meet him here.” Pandora took a a deep breath, her eyes scanning the room. She knew he wasn’t there. She should have know he’d set her up to go alone. That or he met up with his boyfriend... “but I don’t see him here and parties aren’t really my scene, so... you don’t really have to worry about me.” She shrugged with a smile.
It was an extremely tempting offer. James couldn't help but look a bit amused as she had planted a kiss on his cheek. His eyes following her as she walked off to meet up with the only naturally dark-haired Leonidos, Matthew.
Back to normal... No consequences... Oh, where had he heard that before? Right, it had been his friend Stephanie. The first girl he had ever even... Yeah... He had ended up losing a lot more than his virginity... No, as tempting as the offer was, he really did not want another Stephanie incident. Not while more than his reputation was on the line. Pandora equaled Vendetta and messing with a Vendetta meant playing with your own life. And maybe she wasn't the blood related crazy, but they did not mean that she didn't hide something up her sleeves... After all, Vendettas knew their own kind...
Matty smiled as Pandora approached him. "Panny!" He called back out soon nodding. "Yeah, sure tonight is fine. Bryan bailed on me anyway... So... You and James? Never thought you were into douchebags." He mocked before wrapping an arm around her and smiled as he walked her down the hall to find his sister. "You sure you want to bark up that... Mountain of mess? I mean, he IS a Smith. Like really, what is wrong with you people? First Kenny, then Emi, now you go on and choose the worse of them all." He chuckled. "I love you Pan, but... Try not to make too many hiccups. At least James... James is not really changeable but if you need help then you know I will always be willing."
Later that night...
"I can't believe I am doing this..."
"What do you mean?" James questioned his brother, who simply shook his head. A bouquet of chocolate covered strawberries in his hand, "I like Kimmy, but this is just too much."
"You're the one trying to win her over by cliché actions like these," James said as he walked beside his brother up to the familiar white and blue house. "Inviting her to this party isn't your best idea though. Someone might steal her away." He added with a chuckle. Making Zach narrow his eyes at him. "It's not like you would. You don't like redheads. Or stupid little girls. Innocence just drives you away as fast as commitment does."
James nodded before looking at his brother. "That's because I'm not going to end up like mom or dad."
"They didn't end up so bad." His brother retorted. And again, he sounded stupid, like their father.
"Zack, whenever it is that you can open your eyes and see that mom and dad are never going to be completely happy, then come back to me. Because right now you have no reasoning. Even I can see the difference between true happiness, and this facade our parents have." James said with a slight sigh before knocking on the door. Zack opened his mouth to bitch but quickly had snapped shut upon the door opening and his eyes staring over at Kimmy.
The young ginger smiled softly at the two Smith's. "Oh... Hey guys. What are you doing here?" Beautiful like a goddess yet spoke just like a male. Kimmy was a man's dream. Or at least she was Zack's dream. James had caught no interest in the redheaded girl, she was much too innocent for his taste, as he always reminded everyone. Yet no one could believe him. Was it really that hard to believe?
But something had caught Jame's eyes, a rather somber look in her eyes, and tone of voice. Yet his brother had either ignored it, or had not even noticed it.
"These are actually for you." Cue the handing over of the flowers to the redhead. "And I was wondering if you wouldn't mind coming with me to the party tonight..." Cue the nervous smile of a love-struck boy.
Kimmy smiled politely as she grasped the bouquet of chocolate covered strawberries. "This is amazing, Zack. But..." And cue the rejection. "I was actually planning on staying home tonight. I...have a lot of things on my mind lately. Maybe next time?"
There it was, the face of rejected, James couldn't t help but stifle himself from laughing at his brother's misery. A nice recover would of been perfect, but his brother simply played the cool guy as he shrugged his shoulders. "That's fine. We could definitely make a raincheck." And there it was, Zack's macho guy look. The cheerful, fake, prideful smile of the Smith's. The young girl closed the door as soon as the two Smith's had left the house.
"Better luck next time?" James taunted making his brother punch him in the arm and stomp off.
At the party...
"Yo, you finally made it!" Bryan called out seeing the blonde male enter the room. A red cup full of booze quickly being shoved into his hand. James chuckled and chugged the cup. His friend cheering him on. Was this really the life of the teens nowadays? "Fuck, man, you must be damn thirsty to chug that shit down like that. Let's go get you another one." Bryan insisted, yet James had been held back by his shoulder by a beauty. A rather blonde beauty. "Dana." He spoke with a grin, the girl smiling brightly. "Thought you were going to bail on me. Since you had basically left me to talk to that weird girl in the hallway."
Weird girl? "You mean Pandora? Nah, she's just a family friend." He explained as he shrugged. The girl nodding and sipping her cup. "So... Does James A. Smith dance?" She questioned with a sly grin, making James chuckle. "James A. Smith does everything but be boring." He flirted, his eyes soon shifting down to her cup. He had then realized that the cup that he had thought to be one had actually been a few stacks of cups inside one of the other. Was she?
Dana leaned in, pressing her lips against his neck and whispering to him, "Let's go dance." Yes. She was definitely drunk. Or tipsy. He was going to go with tipsy.
Minutes had passed, and all James could feel was the heat from the girl's body that continued to increase next to his body. She panted ever so sexily against his skin as her head rested against his shoulder.
"Who invited Mrs. Halloween?" Dana said softly as her eyes stared at the entrance behind him. James' eyes fixed upon the young dark-haired beauty that had waltzed into the room, bringing the rather BDSM look into the room. All eyes were on her. Yet her eyes remained locked on his. Of course, her eyes locked on his... Fuck. James felt his grip on Dana's hips had loosened its grip. Dana had noticed the direction of his stare. Dana's jealousy quickly spiking. "Are you fucking kidding me? Family friend my ass." She bitched before walking off.
James sighed as he watched his not so conquered trophy stormed out of the room. Might as well meet cockblock, right?
"So... You.... here... at the party... Why?" He asked with a suspicious look. "Trying to find some dumbass to do you the favor? Shall I help you find prince cha--No. Mr. Gomez Adams? Or how about Mr. Poe? Either way, I really don't think any one here watches those characteristics, however I can try to find a suitable one. Or similair one."
Pandora cocked her head to the side as he questioned her. A collection of Edgar Allen Poe tucked under her arm. Of course, she knew what he stood for. Who didn’t? That wasn’t what interested her about him. No, it was what he could have been hiding somewhere in that little mind of his… or maybe in his chest. Sill, she’d be lying if she didn’t admit he was handsome. But that wasn’t why she wanted to have sex with him.
A smile came over her lips. “Yes, James. I’m going to curse you, with my evil book of spells.” She wiggled her fingers close to his face. “Not that you need me to curse you, all the girls you toy with may get it to eventually.” She shrugged at the true statement.
He was right though, Pandora was better off going after some good guy. A kind bookworm like Victor, though… he had his little demons hiding inside. Besides, he was stubborn as hell, prideful. Not what she wanted. And Kenneth Jr. Oh, she’d be dead. And he was much too nice. She didn’t need someone such as the Nixon’s. Someone like her brother Aquilies, maybe. But, even then that was pushing it. “I want to experience sex. Not love.” Love was much too… damaging. Selling one’s soul to be apart of another.
As morbid as love was, Pandora didn’t want that to consume her. Not yet at least. No, a simple experience is all she wanted. “You’re the only person I could think of. One night stand. You get what you want, another conquest and I get to experience the wonders of sex.” Pandora glanced behind the blonde, a few pairs of eyes in their direction. “Besides,” Pandora leaned up, close to his ear. “I can give you exactly what you want.”
Oh yes, she knew exactly what he wanted. Pandora pulled away with a smile on her face. “We can just go back to as if nothing happened. You have fun with your girls. And I’ll have fun with my books… Think it over.” Pandora pressed her lips to his cheek before walking off.
It was a tempting offer, she was well aware of that. And she had some practice, thanks to her siblings teaching her in the ways seduction., possible manipulation, not that she’d really use any of it. Pandora was sure she’d be waiting a while, after all, there was a dance or something she refused to attend that night. And she planned to spend it with nonother than—
“Matty.” Pandora smiled brightly at the male who just turned the corner. Though, with the look on his face, she knew he had seen. “Are we still on for tonight or did you find a date? I was thinking horror movies, covering Emi’s eyes, and sweets.”
"Fuck this shit." A dark haired male spoke as he attempted to flick a gum off his shoe. "Shit like this only happens to me." He continued to speak, making the blonde male beside him chuckle under his breath.
"You're right," James began with a bright smile, "It always happens to you because you're the idiot who decided to spit out your gum on the floor. No one told you to do so."
"Dude I ain't asked you follow up on the convo." His friend laughed. Punching James playfully as the blonde simple found his attention caught by a rather curvacious backside that walked by him. Blonde hair, blue eyes, thin waist, thicc backside. He was in haven. "Watch out, I think I found my baby mama..." James joked soon hearing hia friend, Jonnathan, tsk and sigh. "Dude, I think you should get a vasectomy before you get one of dem hoes knocked the fuck up. You don't wanna be paying for no child support while getting into college. It just ain't right. Hell you'll just have to pay for an abortion if anything."
James smirked and shook his head. "I'll be fine. I am not that stupid, you know. But hold that thought, daddy needs a date for tonights gathering..." He smiled before walking off behind the young blonde, leaving his friend sighing softly.
"Hey." He began with a small smile, his hand holding him against the other lockers, making the young girl turn her head to face him. "Hey there..." She began bitterly before looking back at her locker. Oh... She was going to be hard...
"So... I was wondering if you are going to the party tonight..." He began before looking down at at the items in her arms. "Thought that maybe we could go together in a--"
"Alone? Together? As if." She giggled but before she was able to speak, James shook his head and chuckled. "Actually I was thinking of going in a group. You know, girls and boys group? So then after maybe we could hit the beach, make a fire, laugh under the stars, make new friends." He shrugged his shoulders. "I mean it's ok if you don't want to go. I just wanted to add more new people to the group."
The young girl raised an eyebrow, he had caught her attention. And with a flash of his famously wicked smile the young blonde had finally gotten the answer he was looking for... "That sounds jice actually. Sure. I will go. Does 7 sound alright?"
"Seven sounds perfect." He nodded soon noticing a familiar face behind the blonde who continued to speak to him. Pandora... The odd girl of the school. Wearing black as usual, her raven black hair running down her back like a black river. She was something to look at... Something fearsomely beautiful.... Like a beautiful witch, oh he wouldn't mind her having him as her personal voodoo doll..
"So tonight at 7. See you at Michaels house." He smiled once again before walking past her politely and soon wrapping an arm around the young dark haired beauty. "You, sweet heart, are ome of the most alluring things I have seen today... Such a sexy little vixen." He whispered into hear before pulling his arm away from her as she spoke. She was definitely --- Wait what?
James raised an eyebrow at the sudden question. This had been a first. From her that is. Such a quiet little thing had skeletons in the closet... And he did not want to be one to be added to that list...
"Sex, with you? What's the catch, babe?" He questioned with a sly smile. "Are you going to curse me or something? Cause I ain't up for loosing my dick over some pussy." He chuckled before leaning back against her locker. "Listen Pandora, you are very beautiful, but shouldn't you be after some good guy like Victor? Or Ken Jr? Maybe even Aquilies. Some guy like that. But not someone like me. I mean... Really. You KNOW me, right? What I stand for?"
Today was the day.
Pandora had her eyes locked on a particular blonde. Why? Well, that was simple, he knew much about sexual encounters and Pandora, knew nothing. Ok, so she knew about them, too much actually thanks to her family, the Vendetta’s. But she had never experienced it. And yes, she was taunted at school from time to time, classmates believing she was experienced because she was a Vendetta’s. Though, Pandora wasn’t bullied like her sister had been. Which could have been due to the fact that Pandora kept to herself and did not fuel gossip. Granted Pandora didn’t care, just as Jasmine did, but Jasmine reacted to their words, Pandora simply ignored.
Pandora stood there, watching as the blonde male moth talked his way with the girl. What ever he said was working. The girl was laughing, placing a hand on his shoulder. She was flirting back. He then whispered in her ear. At that moment, his eyes caught Pandora’s. She blinked twice, looking away as if she had accidentally stumbled upon an intimate moment.
Maybe it wasn’t the best time to ask him. What was she thinking? Of course anytime would be fine. They had known each other for a while. Sort of, she knew Irene because of Jasmine, the girl who was in denial. And Zach, who was also in denial. But, she didn’t really know James, just knew of him. He was always on his own, like her in a way.
She shouldn’t have been this way. It was Xavier who taught her to never feel embarrassed, yet when it came to walking in on intimate moments of people she knew, which happened more times than she really wanted, especially because of Jasmine and Victor.... Pandora shook the images from her head, chuckling at the embarrassed image of Victor’s face. At least she didn’t see anything else. The thought of it all still made her uncomfortable. It wasn’t even that she was fully curious about sex. She just wanted to know what the big deal was about it.
Pandora glanced up as she felt someone staring at her. She smiled politely as James walked over to her, his hand sliding over her shoulder once he reached him. She caught the grin that was over his face, felt his hand slid down her back, around her waist as he spoke to her about the view.
“Oh yeah, very. I almost had bring out the vibrator.” She stared at him for a moment with a smirk before laughing. She shook her head. “I actually wanted to talk to you James.”
“Do you want to have sex with me?” Pandora blurted out, regretting her words, or well the way they slipped from her lips. Still, that was a dumb question, of course James did. He wanted to have sex with almost anyone who’d let him. He was a Smith after all, flirtatious aura, one hell of a reputation as a man whore. Ok, maybe it wasn’t a dumb question. That was what his reputation said about him. And she knew reputation and who someone really was, were two completely different things.
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