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“You’re so hot.” I sip my beer, glancing around the bar for the nearest exit. “Thanks, you should see my personality.”
The woman’s like one of those abstract paintings Cruz drunkenly bid on at a charity auction. There's so much going on that I need to look closer to figure it out, but I’m intrigued.
Some feral part of me purrs like my cat at the sight of her wearing my clothes. I like that image a little too much.
Love is made with little moments, and we have enough to build a castle.
