Hollie Deroche

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“Jessica’s not your type?” I ask, flabbergasted. “I feel like she’s everyone’s type.” “Not mine,” he says. “Is that so? Then what is your type?” I ask. He stands and sticks his hands in his pockets. He looks down at me and says, “I’m staring at it.”
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