Valerie couldn’t hold back her laughter anymore. “I came to get my sketchbook, but I think I just discovered your little secret hobby,” she teased, walking closer to him.

Antonio cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “It’s not what it looks like…”

Valerie raised an eyebrow, still grinning. “Really? Because it looks like you’re knitting a scarf.”

Her eyes suddenly turned wide. “Hold on…does this mean what I think it means?” she gasped.

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