I was about one-hundred miles away from the diner. Jasper was about one-hundred-twenty miles away. I would beat him. I smiled at the thought, and pushed myself faster.
When I arrived at the diner, I went and took a kursi at one of the stools at the counter.
“Can I get anda anything, ma’am?” a waitress with red, curly hair asked.
“No, thank you,” I answered, grinning, tampilkan my teeth, a warning to leave me alone.
She shuddered a little and walked away.
I started drumming my fingers, getting impatient.
Finally, I spotted him outside. I think he’s even lebih gorgeous in person. His eyes are...
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