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Trouble

He gazed upon her, his eyes dark but his face impassive. "You can flirt with disaster all you want, you won't get it, I'll make sure of that." She liked the threat it implied. She liked taunting him. She wouldn't get into trouble. Yet. She smirked. He sighed.

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