Isabella Carrasco

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She finally sobered up enough to dab her eyes and draw a breath. “Sorry,” she said between easing laughs, “Sorry, it wasn’t even that funny. I just started thinking about Nate’s face when he realized all three of his friends are besotted with you. He looked like he was going to shit his pants.” More giggles.
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