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"Who is he?" Erica cheekily asked
"He is —Wait, why are you smiling?" Elsa frowned and asked
Erica pursed her lips to control her laugh and said "No, I am not smiling."
When Elsa pouted her lips and gave her a confusing look, Erica smiled and said "He is so handsome. I thought you both are in a relationship."
"What? We are just friends and —", Looking at the man who was still staring at her, she blushed and said "He is handsome and hot too."
Erica chuckled and said "I can smell love.
Elsa rolled her eyes and said "Hey, it's not love okay and you do know how possessive my bothers are? Brother Andy will kill him if he counts on me."
"Are you convincing me or yourself?" Erica asked
Elsa sighed and said "I don't know but it would be a lie if I say he can't raise my oxytocin levels."
Erica smiled and said "I won't wonder if he proposes you."
