As I closed the door, Anna let out a frustrated groan from beside me. “Now we can’t hear them,” she said. “Crack the window a bit.” “I’m not going to crack the window.” I laughed. “Give them a minute.” “Screw that.” She leaned over me and practically pressed her nose to the glass. Luckily though, she managed to resist the urge to open the window. “Ooh, she’s tucking her hair behind her ear,” Anna said. “That’s like the Cress version of flashing some cleavage.” “Anna.” I laughed. “Let them have some privacy.” “He’s going in for the kiss,” she squealed as quietly as she could. She’d either not
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