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“What’s your name?�� he asked, a boyish grin creeping across his face.
“Henley Brooks,�� I murmured, tucking my hair behind my ear.
“My name's Lucas.��
“I know,�� I replied, regretting the words as soon as they left my mouth. His grin grew larger as he ran his fingers through his dark hair.
“No wonder you look so scared.”