F.L.A.S.H
he added slurping down his smoothie, “you are the baddest chick in the game Kay, I know you got this,’
I grinned at the last part, unable to comprehend the subtle blush that creamed my cheeks as he said this, giving him a small nod in reply.
“Just don’t forget me when you’re rolling with the big dogs,” he added, giving me a warning look.
“Of course not,” I huffed, tapping my fingers against the cup of my smoothie.
“You sound pretty sure, you like me?” Ted asked, a smirk on his face. I gave him a disgusted look throwing a left over fry at his face which he barely dodged while chuckling.
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