Chapter 3

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"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," I kept saying. "I'm so sorry"
He put his top hat back on top of his head and turned around. HE. WAS. THE. HOTTEST. MAN. PERIOD. His abs were sculpted like the greek gods at the museum. His top hat was shiny and sparkled at the tip. His large circled glasses laid at the floor. He picked them up angrily.
"Hey daddy," I said without thinking. His eyes went wider in shock. "Oh my God I did not mean to say that, I'm sorry."
    "It's okay, I get it a lot." He said with a smirk. His voice was deep and hollow.
    "I'm still sorry," I said. "Is there a way I can make it up to you?"
    His eyes glimmered as he thought of something. "Yes," he paused. "There is something you can do."
    "What is it?" I asked eagerly. We were slowly getting closer to each other. The tension was immaculate. He put my hair behind my ear.

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