Tieraney (arobynns version)

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He blinks at me, his hand coming up to press against his mouth. “What was that?” he whispers. I shrug. “You wanted a kiss. I gave you a kiss.” “What you gave me is a concussion. Is that how you kiss?” He looks genuinely concerned.
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