I’m not going to betray her trust.” Melinda rolled her eyes. “I mean, don’t you want to?” “It doesn’t matter. “You think that just because I’m the way I am that I’m just going to throw myself at any ten toes I see?” Melinda shrugged. What do you want to do now?” “Not what you think,” Sean snarled. “I bet Little Miss Redhead never did this,” She slipped off her sandals and placed her bare feet on Sean’s lap. “Are you still talking?” Melinda’s smile didn't waver. “You know, I heard something interesting about you this morning.” Sean didn’t look at her. The other students were either conversing with each other or setting up for the lesson. “Sean, you need to relax,” Melinda looked around. I despise people like that.” Sean snarled. You think that just because you’re rich, you can have anything you want, including people. I was just saying hi.” “Don’t give me that. ![]() Only my mother, girlfriend, and besties use that nickname.” Melinda winced. Slinging his backpack across the backrest, he pulled out his notepad and a pencil and set them down on the desk. “If four eyes thinks Seannie will like that I’m wearing sandals, let’s see what happens if I don’t.” - Sean walked into his first-period History class and sat at his desk, second row from the front, close enough to see the board, but not a target for the teacher’s questions. “So, the hombre guapo is dating that dork-narc, Mei Lee? Not for long,” she sneered. “As you command, milady.” The two separated and headed to their respective classes, unaware that Melinda Montenegro had been watching them from afar. “I will get that kiss today.” Sean laughed. “Always at the worst time…” Mei giggled and gently traced a finger across Sean’s lips. “I love you.” “I know.” Sean replied Just before he could kiss her, the first-period bell rang. “And you’ve got Melinda beat by a long shot there.” Mei blushed and smiled. Personality,” he cupped her cheeks in his hands. ![]() I love your warm brown eyes, your sweet button nose, your big smile, not to mention your excitable personality. And as for physical body comparisons,” Sean booped Mei’s nose. Secondly, who cares if she’s rich? Both my parents make good money, but we live in an apartment. “Um… she’s curvy… and she’s rich… and she wears sandals a lot, so…she could… help you with your… quirk.” “Okay, first off, leave my quirk out of it. That spoiled little Spanish heiress… and what, my fluffy, cuddly, ticklish little red panda bear, makes you think that… girl changes anything between us?” Mei looked up at her boyfriend. ![]() “…that new girl, Melinda Montenegro…” Sean suppressed a groan. “Whatever would make you think otherwise?” Mei buried her face in Sean’s torso. “I’m just as crazy about you now as I was the day we met on the Mira,” he kissed the top of her head. “I just worry… that you’ll get bored of me.” “Aw, Mei-Bear,” Sean hugged Mei close and stroked her soft red hair. “You’re not bored of me, are you?” “Oh, gosh, no, of course not,” Mei looked down at her feet. 2 and a half years of pure bliss,” He turned her around and looked into her beautiful brown eyes. “Sean… we’ve been dating for a while, right?” Sean nodded. “Hey, you,” he approached her from behind and hugged her. Sean O’ Cullen didn’t like seeing his favorite person in Toronto, his beloved Mei Lee, frowning. (Toronto, Ontario, November 2004) She was frowning.
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