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"Are you hot?" Rob Stark finally finished his work. As he closed his laptop, he glanced at Chloe Bishop and noticed her cheeks were flushed a deep crimson, like ripe cherries. Her pale, delicate skin glowed with a rosy hue that made him feel a sudden, inexplicable urge to reach out and touch her.

"N-no." Chloe hurriedly hid her phone like a thief caught in the act