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The second her gaze lifted to lock with mine, I forgot how to fucking breathe, let alone think. I’d never been hit by lightning, but I bet this was what it felt like.
“Two choices.” I grinned up at her. “Keep it or bring it for the next time I take you boating.”
By the end of that summer, she was my best friend. By the end of the next, she hated me. And I didn’t blame her.
Anything is doable for five minutes.
