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“You haven’t had sex with anyone except me?” She lets out a huff of laughter. “Yeah. So, you know, I’ll probably be a little rusty.” She cups my face with her hand, giving me a soft smile. “But you’ve always been good at teaching me.” Fuck. That can’t be real. She can’t be real. My stomach flips, and suddenly, I feel like I can’t stand up straight. I lean into her touch, unable to believe it. Darby. My honeysuckle. My first love. My only love.
