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“I don’t want to cause any trouble. I’m just here for the girl.”

Robbie unhooks my legs from around his waist and sets me on my feet. The movement is swift and easy, like my weight is nothing to him.

“Want to try that sentence again?”

The guy gulps and plucks at the lanyard around his neck. “I, uh, I’m from Shoe World. I’m going to need you to come with me, ma’am.”

“W-What? Why?”

His eyes slide down to the flats on my feet.

The shoes I was trying on.

The ones I didn’t take off before Robbie dragged me from the store for an impromptu make-out session.

I stole.

Istole.

“Oh my cats!” I smack my forehead a few times. “I can’t believe I’d be so stupid. I-I…I haveneverstolen anything in my life. I’msosorry. Please don’t arrest me. I’ll pay for them. I…”

Robbie’s laughter breaks through my plea and I spin his way with a glare.

“You! This is allyourfault!”

“My fault?” he argues. “How could this possibly be my fault?”

“Because you…you…y-you…”

“I, I, I what?”

He stands there with his cocky grin, hands on his hips, waiting for me to give him a good reason.

“That! Right there. Just…you.”

He laughs again and I know I’m being stupid, but now he’s being annoying and that’s irritating me even more.

“Stop it, Robbie! You did this with your charm and good looks and spouting all that ‘you’re so beautiful, Monty’ mumbo jumbo and then kissing me…again!”

“First off, that wasn’t ‘mumbo jumbo’,” he says, air quotes and all. “Youarebeautiful. Right?” he asks the Shoe World employee who’s still standing there, looking rather confused.

“Very much so.”

The blush steals over my cheeks. “Th-Thank you.”

“Second, are you telling me I’ve finally won you over with my charm and we can move forward with our plan?” He waggles his brows, like I needed a clarification that he’s talking about banging.

“Robbie!”

“Monty!”

“You are insufferable!”

“Right, that’s why you can’t stop kissing me.”

“I can’t stop becauseyoukeep starting it,” I insist.

“Uh, excuse me…”

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