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"Err Miss Heather, I have to go now. I have to run some errands for your Aunt Amor. Sir Blake has your stuff. Bye!"
Heather just sighed while Blake smirked. He showed her the overnight bag he was carrying.
"Give me my bag then go!" She said in an emotionless voice and she tried to reach for it.
As expected, he didn't want her to have it.
"Let me in while you get dressed. I will take you home." he said.
He wasn't showing any emotions too but he stopped smirking. "I am not that stupid! I will not let you inside! Give me my bag!" she said gratingly.
Blake ran his eyes from her still damp hair to her cute toes with pink polish.
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