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"You want me to leave?" I question.
Aaronzé did not make eye contact with me, instead he unbuttons the white chef coat he was wearing, a grey tank top underneath.
I didn't look at his body, my eyes averted to the empty plate.
"Dude do not undress in front of me!" I told him, "I wanna know what the hell that phone call was about; Because you said vampires—F*cking vampires?!"
"Mae," He set the coat on the counter top, "My house isn't going to be safe, I want to take you home. I'll still talk to you and text you."
"You said vampires," I repeated.
"Yes. I said vampires."
My mind is blown again; brain starting to hurt in the process.
I guess I should've known though, I'd never heard of an Illkae in my life and somehow my boyfriend is that instead of human.
YOU ARE READING
Black Jack
RomanceUNDER CONSTRUCTION . CHAPTERS MAY UPDATE AS YOU READ . AFTER COMPLETION THE BOOK WILL BE MARKED COMPLETE & THIS MESSAGE WILL DISAPPEAR . - Binkya Aaronzé, rising player, had everything any teenage boy could dream of; Money, good grades, and women...
