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“Oh my God, Zee.” She holds on to me, her arms keeping me close as I continue my torturous pace. “You feel amazing.” “Sweetheart,” I laugh, lifting to look at her. “My ego is already fucking huge, and I’m trying not to come in under thirty seconds, so leave the praising to me, please.” 
Mile High (Windy City, #1)
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