“Can’t wait.” “Psht. You act like you’ll read it.” I lift an eyebrow. “I would like to read your story.” Her once-teasing expression falls. “Really?” “Of course. How can I tell everyone to read it if I haven’t read it myself?” “Oh, please,” she says, pushing my arm playfully. “My future favorite author just touched me.” “Jas.” “Best day ever.”
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