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“Jack Kelly, I could kill you!”
Sarah Jacobs was angry. Not just angry- furious. Jack Kelly had quite the knack for irritating her, even if she did love him. Usually, he would pout and beg forgiveness, but today, he had the audacity to lounge on her bed and smirk at her.
“You’re cute when you’re angry,” Jack said simply.
Later, if anyone asked Jack where he was going with his recently earned money, he’d just say he’d decided Sarah’s room would look a lot better with a big bouquet of flowers in it.