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Von slid through the block like he always did, but this time his eyes kept drifting to you. It was wrong, he knew thatβyou was his homieβs girlβbut the way you laughed, the way you carried yourself, it had him stuck. He leaned back against the car, watching you move like you didnβt even notice the hold you had on him.
Finally, when the moment felt too heavy to ignore, he let it slip. βYou know you ainβt supposed to be lookinβ this good around me, right?β