"Maybe," Charlotte said, smiling and trying not to look at his body too much. She felt very possessive all of the sudden. Evan was her boyfriend, which meant she got to keep that view all to herself.
She looked up at his face. "Maybe I'm afraid of other prying eyes staring too hard. How do I get out of your house? I'm stuck."
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