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Faith turned around quietly. “How do I act like a child?” She folded her hands delicately in front of her. Her lavender dress shifted in the wind slightly as her blue eyed gaze was innocent.

James grunted as he sped up then stood in front of her. “Why are you his mistress anyway?” He demanded. “You’re sixteen.”