EVERY SUMMER AFTER de Carley Fortune
You and me are special, he started. There's no one else I'd rather spend time with than you. There's no one else I'd rather talk to than you. And there's no one else I'd rather kiss than you. He paused, and my stomach swooped. But you're more important to me than kissing. And I'm worried that if we rush that side of things we'll fuck up everything else.
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