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“You're overthinking it.”
“I never overthink.”
He just looks at me.
“Okay, occasionally I overthink.”
He still keeps staring.
“Frequently.”
Nothing.
I huff out an annoyed sigh. “That's not the point.” I hold my phone up to his face again.
“Explain this.”
He looks at it. Then at me. “Explain what?”
“This man.”
“You've shown me a username.”
“This man has watched almost every Story I've posted for days.”
“Maybe he likes your content.”
My eyes narrow. “You think James Miller is interested in author marketing?”
“Maybe James is an author.”
“James has zero posts.”
He shrugs. “Maybe he’s a private person.”
“Zero followers.”
“Unpopular.”
“Follows no one.”
“Antisocial.”
I stare at him.
Oh, he's good.
Infuriatingly good.
“His account was created this month.”
“Congratulations to James on joining Instagram.”
My mouth falls open.
Roman's face remains perfectly blank.
“You are such an asshole.”
