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Eve's POV

Sitting across from him in the restaurant was a challenge. It was almost like I was watching a movie of that exact moment rather than sitting there.

He seemed to be enjoying himself. I could tell by the smile on his face and his look of satisfaction. He was probably having a messed up fantasy about how I would follow him back to his place by the end of the night for some action.

As desperate as I was for some dick, this was too much.

He looked like the type of weirdo that still lived in his mother's basement. I would sit across from him, endure...