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“It must really eat you up inside,” his voice drops from his mouth like venom, sliding across the shell of her ear, “that green was your color and now well. . .” His head tilts a little as he trails off. His eyes dart to Dirk who is decidedly stomping around like a moose. He pours himself into the seat next to Arina like a starry night sky over the horizon. A crooked smile curls his lips, “envy isn’t your color Rich Girl, although the angry little wrinkle in you forehead is cute. Can’t find a dirty old man to scoop you off your feet?”


















