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“well. you’re in luck.” pointedly ignoring the terrifying feeling she gets whenever he looks at her like that.
“because that’s the only flavor of victory you’re ever gunna get around here.”
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“trust me, tai,” he says, tone warm with that quiet kind of smug, “no photo on earth could ever compete with the real thing.”
he takes a slow step back.“but, hey—next time I’ll run it by your PR team. make sure ‘gorgeous and evil’ stays on brand.”
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gaze narrows, almost accusatory were it not for her affection.
“you’re free to like that one all you want. 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺. but i’m gorgeous and evil, van. emphasis on the gorgeous here.”
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he takes a step closer, voice dropping a little lower. “I could’ve picked a million better ones, sure. you know why I didn’t?”
he leans in, teasingly slow, “because I like this one best.”
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stares. sighs.
“you have about a million other pictures. way better pictures. i have a reputation to uphold around here, you know. gorgeous. and evil.”
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