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“Don’t be,” he whispers into my ear. “I dreamt about you, too.” “You did?” I ask, my voice echoing against his body. “No, not really. I was just trying to make you feel better,” he says, the rumble of his laughter vibrating where my face hits his chest. “Oh my God,” I say, squeezing my eyes shut.
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