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“Saying excuse me would have been polite. You’re not the one soaking wet.”

His gaze flicks down to my shirt, a smirk tilting the corner of his mouth when his eyes meet mine again.

“It’s not my fault you ran into me.”

“Maybe not, but you could at least apologize.”

“For what?” he asks with a grin. “I didn’t do this.”

Flicking another quick glance at my shirt, his smirk stretches wider, a wicked expression crawling over his face when he meets my stare again.

“Listen, if you need help cleaning up, I’ll happily follow you to a bathroom and do what I can. The view’s not half bad-“

“Oh, fuck off,” I bark. “Like I’d let you see me without a shirt on.”

Leaning forward, he stops when our noses are almost touching, his eyes dancing with mine.

“Then I suggest you move along. I made my offer. It’s your loss if you choose not to accept.”

Who the hell does this guy think he is?

“What is wrong with you?”

Another arrogant grin.

“Nothing’s wrong with me. I just have an issue with a woman getting mouthy for no reason. Like I said, you ran into me. You can stop acting like I’m the one to blame.”

Stepping away, I glare at the arrogant bastard standing in front of me. The look does nothing to back him off, though.

If anything, he sees it as a challenge.

I’ve known him for less than five minutes, and already I know I want nothing to do with him.

To Be Continued…

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